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It was in this carnage that I saw it. Nestled between the arm of a child, that hung on with only a single strand of flesh, and the blank stare of a young woman was the object. The object that the officer had thrown. The source of all the bloodshed.
I stared at it, and despite its lack of eyes, it stared through me. I was enchanted by it, and it was indifferent, both to the dead that surrounded it and my own insignificant gaze. Elation, awe, exuberance -- all of these emotions swirled inside me, as I viewed what is perhaps the truest and greatest work of art I would ever view in my life. It was a piece not born from the deft hands of a master or the uncertainty of a novice, but a monument constructed by the hand of God himself.
The beauty, the glory I was audience to that day is the reason why I live, the reason why I fight, the reason for my existence itself.
Meaning revealed beneath a soot stained sky,
Scarlet smattered around a cream divide--
A blood stained chocolate shoe.
