As our society tries to slip past a desperately hungry man, his imploring eyes are purposefully ignored by everyone in there personal motorised little tin traffic bubble.
Society feels that this intersection desperado is actually a very wealthy fraudster masquerading as a skinny, gaunt, lazy, emancipated figure.
The bulging eyes is all a cunning trick to extract money from the heartless witch in the merc 3 cars down. After all, her trick was to sit on her purse and marry the CEO of a bank. Not for love but a cunning ploy to extract money from the Callous Egotistical, Orifice milking accounts.
You see a man who is forced to starve to death next to a busy traffic intersection, eventually starts smiling at our democratic society roaring callously past.
Society nonchalantly stares back impassively wondering if its going to be take out, or eat out perhaps all about the sour crout, leaving us in no doubt that a man can starve and die in full view of our terminally ill society as it zooms past on its way safely home.
True cruelty is us watching this real life survivor at a traffic light intersection. His challenge on this desperate reality show of his, is to extract a marmite sarmie from a carload of voluminously fat, fleshy commuters, 7 deep from the robots.
