In the beginning is injustice
It gnaws at you
Like the hunger that devours your stomach
Then comes the will
The will to change something
It tugs at you, like the wind at sails
You look up
You see the birds flying south
As if they were weightless
As if they consisted of feathers and freedom
The sound of waves encircles you and you sink far down
But sinking, you feel free
You see the injustice, the hunger, the fear and the grief
Swimming past you
You leave everything behind
All that remains is freedom
When you reach the ground, you are a bird
Nothing pulls, tears or pushes anymore
The pain is over
You are a completely different creature
Nothing matters any more, except your will
In the beginning is injustice
But you are no longer at the beginning