For Humanity

 

A cage is a cage is a cage.

It doesn’t matter that they put colors and cute things and soft lights and children’s music. Nothing could mask the fact that they could not get out, that there was always someone watching, that there was no place to hide.

An experiment, they said. For humanity.

As if that made confiscating liberty a palatable thing. The withholding of sunlight. The absence of the outdoors.

They hadn’t given permission to rob their present as justification for the planning of others’ future.

But they were orphans. Disposable cogs in the wheels of interstellar travel hopes.

 

 

 

 

 

For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

Photo prompt © Lisa Fox

 

22 thoughts on “For Humanity

    • Indeed, or to justify what other people SAY is for humanity to endure, when many a time it is for their own personal gain or fame or curiosity, with very little regard to humanity. Or they’d get consent from the HUMANS they use …

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    • Thanks, Rochelle. Yes, too much fact, alas. And yet, perhaps – like the non-fiction you often share – it can keep some things in the light that otherwise are hidden in detriment to the vulnerable and protection of the powerful.

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