Yesterday I saw a woman,
big rock in her hand,
she was chasing a drunken man
who probably asked her for something
she cannot give.
He was old and his skin was wrinkly
she was young and probably
younger than me.
I wonder what I would do
if I was her, alone, at night,
would I have picked up a rock
or pull out a self-defense knife?
Or would I smile
and hope for them to go away?
t.l.