[ WP ] In a not too distant future , Corporations declare humans `` subhuman '' .

our farm grew still as a care taker walked to the stand. 
 
 His face had deep lines from his eye brows being mashed together, He looked deep in though and quite upset about what ever he had to say. 
 
 I guess too many of us did n't reach our quota for the month. We were 2ed top in the nation for reaching our quota. Most of it comes from the T.V's though, so we are a lot bigger than the other farms due to this. 
 
 before he even reached the stand almost all of us were already in the town square waiting for what he had to say. 
 
 His white suit matched the large Coacola ad behind him. I always wondered if they did that on purpose. Then again they seem to do everything on purpose. 
 
 He cleared his throat. his eyes did not scan the crowd as they usually did, but stayed down, glaring at the podium. 
 
 `` Im glad to see you guys have already gathered, during this hard time of recovering after the plague your cooperation is most valued. `` 
 
 He stopped then, looking down at us, his eyes searching ours. 
 
 `` Im going to cut it to you straight because there is no way else to put this. 
 The Madam president has declared those who inhabit the farms subhuman. You now are released of any rights you previously were given upon citizenship of this country.'' 
 
 The words did n't process at first. It seemed to not be a big deal, that it just sounded worse than what it was. But I was older, and too smart to just let it pass. I looked to my side at another elder woman, her hands on her young sons shoulders, her eyes full of shock and fear. but the sweet child just stood there untouched. Oh how I wish I had his arrogance. 
 
 `` We are now a joined world'' I looked back at the Care Taker, who seemed to be trying to regain control over the crowd. He could see the air thicken around us as fear quietly set in. 
 
 `` all nations and countries have pledged to join as one for the good of the farms. to rebuild...... to'' His voice began to shake. 
 
 `` WHY DONT YOU *DO* **SOMTHING!!! ** he screamed. the microphone whaled in protest but he did not lower his voice `` YOU JUST SIT HERE AND LET ME SAY THIS?!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!!! YOU ARE **ANIMALS TO THEM!!! ** YOU NEE....'' 
 
 *POWWW* 
 
 His body fell lifeless 
 
 Blood quickly soaking his white suit. 
 
 the sound of the sniper shot faded into the distance. as the familiar sound of the prompter started to play from what seemed every corner of our farm. 
 
 
 *'' Cocola thanks you for your time and patients, please return to your secluded duties. cocola thanks you for your time and patients, remember that quota means a happy family, for the good of the nation...'' * 
 
 People shuffled about, quietly going about the day. 
 
 I stood and watched them retrieve the body. remembering a day when this would be questioned. 
 

