Rocks and Boys

This is a true story. I heard crying as I left my apartment. Downstairs by the trash bins I found a small boy, perhaps a meter high. He was crying and carrying a 8 cm rock in his hand. I asked him what was wrong and he pointed towards the trash continers. There emerged another crying boy, the same size carrying another rock of the same size. I talked to the boys, recognizing that they were friends. I had them set the rocks down and shake hands. As I left they walked off together.

What would have happend if I had not been there? Countries have no parents and so must not act as those little boys.

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origin: 2001 May 29
updated: 2001 May 29