Surviving
“You don’t understand,” spat the man cowering on the ground.
He was wounded, yet he forcefully slapped the hand away that Sho was offering him. Sho had a strange sense of déjà vu in that moment, but he didn’t say anything.
“It’s better to die on your feet than to live on your knees.”
Sho didn’t point out that the man was sitting on his knees right then, about to bleed to death. He sighed and shook his head slightly.
“You have it backwards,” he told the dark-skinned man, staring him straight in the eyes.
“It’s better to live on your feet than to die on your knees.”
Sho reached out again and offered his hand to help him up.
“Trust me. I know.”
The man eventually accepted it.