There was once upon a time, when I put myself on a shelf
for the sake of peace and quiet. Every time someone took a step forward, I took
a step back. Every time they said something dangerous, I kept quiet, because I
felt theirs was more the just cause. Every time they criticised, I let their
hate increase due to my silence. But having spent so long on the shelf and
realising the mess you have made of it all, I am no longer going to keep quiet,
or step back. I am going to head off down the road and spend what time I have
left on me.
bobby stevenson 2015
