Last night I took a walk Downtown. The weather was perfect, and Downtown is my favorite place in Columbus. I love all the old houses, the stores and all the nice southern people. Sunset is one of the best times to go for a stroll downtown, this night in particular. The breeze was blowing just slight enough to make my hair move to the point where I felt like a model; strutting my stuff down the sidewalk; which was my runway. The setting was perfect, and the whole thing made me start thinking about all the people, those living and those who have passed on, who made this town the way it is.
I find so much beauty in Downtown; I'm in love with it. By this time in the sunset, everything was looking like a black and white movie; everything visible, just no color. I was almost back to my Apartment when a white Lincoln speeds by me and hits a kitten. The tire had flattened the head.
I had to watch the helpless kitten convulse for a minute until finally it lay there, lifeless.
This made me wonder, how can a race of people, humans, create a town so beautiful, create in general, and also take life away so easily? How are we able to be such polar opposites? We are a race who can love and hate at the same time. We are a people that can cultivate life as well as destroy it. The world will never be a perfect place, and just when you think that it's getting there, a helpless kitten will be murdered right in front of your eyes. Does this mean we should stop trying to make things better? No.
The world may never be perfect, but without people trying to make it so there will be nothing but dead kittens everywhere, and nothing beautiful like courtesy art and love. For the latter is what makes life so much easier to live. So now, I will mourn for a moment, and then do something to make up for the wrong I witnessed. This is life. This is how I can sleep at night.
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