Outside of media means out of our vision.
The belly swollen, shivering from the cold ...
we are turning our head away from misery.
Eye contact is undesirable -
we keep our eyes closed.
Outside of our daily lives means non existent.
We bypass the poorest always in a rush.
Talking to those? To society's dirt?
Distance is needed -
we need our comfort zone.
Knowing the pauperisation
can hit everyone of us.
Now and then a guilty feeling crawls up
from a tiny, highly purified spot in our body,
which has not gone through the mutation
into a cold hearted unsozial human
our modern society forms.
A feeling that seldom is detectable
and too easily suppressed.
A buck alleviates our conscience.
Thrown from a distance
wordless in a rush
in the greyed out hat.
We are buying ourselves free -
we always have.
Rethink - We are Society's dirt.
According to estimates 1,6 billion people worldwide lack adequate housing.