Robbing A Thief

We were hungry when we joined the line to be fed because of our status but ended up starving whilst on the same line that was supposed to feed us and be our salvation. So we decided to go for the hunt and kill ourselves. We would not starve but go hungry at least. " If you won't run now prepare to live your life on the run."

We stood there with our arms in hand ready for the robbery. We had enough preparation and motivational talks among ourselves and also at an internal level. We had to do this on whoever was to pass by our path. We had set a booby trap in human form. Our target was to make at least six vulnerable catches and more by dawn so that we could live to see the next day. There was nothing just about our actions but what could we do? We could not remain just the way we were when we could do something. We were hungry when we joined the line to be fed because of our status but ended up starving whilst in the same on the same line that was supposed to feed us and be our salvation. So we decided to go for the hunt and the kill for ourselves.

My conscience spoke to me as I positioned my body for the full swing of my armory for the first catch, " Has it come down to this? Look at them and look at yourself. Look at yourself again and look at yourself whilst you are with them? Do you see any hope in what you are doing? You do, short-term hope for you to survive to the next day. What about the day after? You should have kept yourselves in line and waited for your turn not patiently waiting to put someone's life out of line. An innocent person after all. Put your armory down and leave now. The type of revenue will make you not live well with yourself when the law picks up its arms against you. Are you able to enjoy an income with someone's tears and blood on your hands? It is what it is but then look at yourself." I let my armory and guard down slightly.

                                    

What did you expect me to do when I had nothing? You thought waiting in line was something? Waiting for the rain in its off-season, was what it meant waiting in line. Has someone who had nothing and was tired of waiting I had to do something. That something was to take up arms to have something to survive on. 

My heart retaliated the words of my conscience and put my armory back in position for the robbery, " What is it that you love? You love your life, don't you? But then what worth is the love for your life if you are not living it? The path that you have taken will feed you independently and much quicker than the line you joined. By the way, what number are you on the line? You do not know? When will you get fed? You do not know either. Will you get a portion that will murder your starvation looking at the infinite number of people in that same line with you that are hoping to be fed? Not. You will keep yourself in a line that is only moving in your mind but then physically you are still where you were previously and the hunger that transitioned to starvation is now transitioning to death whilst in line. But here you are, with these few people knowing your number and what portion you will get from the hunt. Just think of it, you can hunt from different spots and you will never be spotted by the law. If the law takes up arms against you, you have arms too. At least you will go hungry but not starve."

What is the purpose of the heart? To love or to hate? Some believe in the former more than the latter. Mine has become the latter than the former but in its own right, it is the former than the latter. For it cares for my well-being. Hence wanting me out of this situation but at what cost? 

Conscience took a stand once more at the ugly desires of the heart, " What life is there to love that is lived at the price of hate and the loss of conscience? You tell yourself that you are unemployed because your education documents are not at par excellence but you know the truth. You are what you are because you are lazy, content, and grateful for your undesirable status. Look at the couple of individuals whom you have joined to take up arms with. Their education documentations are at par excellence but here they are with you. What went wrong with them? The more you are going to resort to this type of revenue the more you are going to be comfortable living without a conscience and you will never notice when you lose it. Have you chosen to be in line with murderers? Have you chosen to feed yourself at the expense of the blood and tears of your victims that will be on your hands? Every time you feed yourself with your hands they will have blood and tears. Is this what you have become or made to become? I believe the latter. When you sleep, will you rest in peace knowing very well you are a wanted fugitive? There is no honor amongst thieves. Do you believe your fellow partners in crime will not take up their arms against you when they somehow want what you have? If one, two, or three of them get caught are you aware they will 'rat' you out to the law? Yet here you are confiding in the false bond of brotherhood. If you were not comfortable being in line, why did you just not leave the line and then do something worth your conscience, your time and your not-so-up-to-par education documents they can rope in something better than the crime? Run now or be on the run forever. Drop your armory now or get dropped by it. You will not starve but go hungry you say, how sarcastic."

Those who rob, murder and lie do not do so at the peril of their conscience. Do you think I want to be responsible for someone's tears and pain? Someone's loss of life? Do you think I or we chose this? Do you think we also did not want to have a middle-class status, living in a mansion with acres surrounding it and on top of the hill? We wanted the best out of life but never got it directly so we are getting it indirectly by any means including the use of armory.

The heart took its last beat, "I will not pump the blood for a coward. If you run now know that you have no heart for anything else. What then should I the Heart love about being in you when nothing comes in for you? Do you see any hope being in that line? If you did you would not be here. Would you? Follow your heart, not your conscience which is altered by laws and beliefs that will keep you starving, praying that you go hungry. Where is your heart? Your heart is in pursuit of saving and serving your life. Where is your conscience? Your conscience is in keeping your life in line with the vulnerable and the despised so that you become comfortable and grateful for being in line to have your life served but not saved. That you will keep on getting served portions that will keep you in line with vulnerability, pain and poverty. You have an armory, use it. Strike, kill, steal, live, bite, haunt, prey become the predator, not the vulnerable prey you are due to a system of manufactured conscience.

The desires of the heart are not always positive. What your heart desires is positive mine looks at it the negative. Do you think the heart of a witch and that of a sorcerer have the same desires as that 

of a priest?

To take a life to survive in life or have my life taken so that they live. I wish to stay in line and move in line for the best but the best seems to not arrive if I do not skip the order in line or do the opposite alternative. Can you blame me? I got in line when hungry now I am starving and craving armed robbery. Which was not an option but what do I do? My heart can live with it because it is what it desires. My conscience can not live with it because it was not structured too but another conscience can.

This is ROBBING A THIEF.