The Cost of Fear

Read it and weep — then find a way out.

Photo by Aarón Blanco Tejedor on Unsplash

The fear is palpable. Heads down, masks on. There is no one around but eyes are wide in terror. The neighbour, the postman, the whanau, all may be the menace in disguise. The menace has not been seen but the people hide and cower in the fear that merely locking eyes on it would result in agony and death. They plead for redemption. The first force to offer redemption…