Only Human
Refugees fleeing war, holding on to their dignity. A riot police officer extends a red rose toward them — the only color in a black-and-white world. Is this small act of kindness enough? The flower, held between armored gloves, becomes a bitter symbol: humanity offered not as a right, but as a favor. On the city wall, an unanswered question echoes: Since when has human survival become an act of mercy?
Rodeyo
