Emancipation: The Prisoner

How does it feel to be sleepless? The whole day simply flashes through your

head-- faces, words, feelings. . .

I urge the leaders of the world to provide one of the most basic, the most primitive, and the most vital rights of a human being-- sleep. Provide a shelter for all those sleepless eyelids.

During the night, I can see a young beggar trying endlessly to make out of the hard cement a fluffy mattress. I can see the father of nine children in bed trying to add and subract silently what is left from the earnings of the day. I can feel the quick heart beats of a mother praying for her daughter to live one extra day on a doomed hospital bed. I can hear the prisoner humming all night a freedom song, begging for a miraculous window that would allow him to flee his imprisonment.

You, world leaders, would lose if your citizens spent their whole nights begging sleep to enter their bedrooms.

And how is it that sleep is provided, those leaders ask me?

Peace! It is the key word here. Provide peace of mind, shelter those children on the streets, treat the ill, help the poor, and emancipate the Prisoner.

The Prisoner is in all of us and is waiting desperately for his and her release.