Monday, 10 March 2014
This story first appeared on Move Your People
“We’ve learned to fly the air like birds, we’ve learned to swim the seas like fish, yet we haven’t learned to walk the Earth as brothers and sisters.”
It was dark when they arrived. The only light in these rolling hills, covered in seas of sugar cane, came from this lone house. The dogs announced this strange presence, but not in a welcoming way.
A ragtag bunch stood before a small gate. Tired. Weary from a long day. Unsure. Looking for a place to stay.