fallen barricades and an inspired me

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When rain poured from the sky,

and barricades fell on the cars by the parade square,

I stood there and did nothing,

but tell others about this seemingly interesting sight.

And there was this boy who walked out into the rain

Alone.

Struggled to move the barricades away from the cars,

and walked back to the canteen.

Drenched.

When things were busy stopping me from doing the same,

the heavy barricades,

the drenched clothes,

the power of only one,

the chance of catching a cold when there's a paper tomorrow,

and even the (small) chance of getting struck by lightning,

he forgot it all.

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And then I wonder why this action didn't come to me naturally. I was just surprised that the rain actually made the barricades fall, but the act of actually going out in the rain and move the barricades didn't occur to me at all. Not at all.

I ought to reflect.