Imagine a little, those of you readers who can, a frail little boy being beaten with a cricket bat. The solid meaty 'thunk, thunk, thunk' as the flat, heavy wood collides with the unyielding flesh.Imagine the horror, and yes, the pain that little boy feels as the bat slowly pulverises his flesh and crushes the weaker then stronger bones.
Imagine the screams, the bawls for help, the hope someone will hear and come to rescue him, then the terror as that hope slowly ebbs and he realises that no one, no one at all will come.
Imagine the moments before you die....
And then imagine what Trinidad will be like in 5 years.
