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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=474027" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Escape</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=474027" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Sad Escape. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=474027" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I sat by the table, near the window, reading. A woman and her man sat <br>on a filthy sofa, eating smoked sardines off an old newspaper. <br>This room stank of unwashed bodies and lack of hygiene. Dry washing <br>that should have been ironed weeks ago occupied a chair. <br>The pair rolled their own cigarettes and had nicotine stained fingers.<br> It was raining heavily I could not go out and felt a violent despair, like<br>a trapped animal that attacks its rescuers.“Use fork and knife” I snapped. <br>They both giggled. Rain had stopped I walked out, light shone out of<br>miserable curtains…and I knew. I must leave now. Get out! It was too easy <br>sink into apathy, and ignorance. Yet, I loved them, they were my flesh <br>and blood, good people who had never been encouraged to seek anything <br>better. But I must leave… and I left never to return.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Oskar+Hansen">Oskar Hansen</a></strong></div>