Cry for Freedom

A beautiful Spring day and here in The Netherlands a day of free transport for all who bought a book in the last week and obtained on that puchase the annual present of a book present that is adopted by our national railway as a free trainticket for a Sunday, this Sunday and so my youngest and I travelled by rail to the South of our country to Maastricht on the river Maas/ Meuse.
We strolled thro' parks and the lovely restored inner city. We were not alone as many many folks from far away and local were out for a stroll.

From the many blips I made this one strikes me like a cry out - it is a wall painting of 1988 picturizing Human Rights, freedom of speech - and it is so to the point of the present, thinking of the Libyian peoples being bullied and killed by the crazy colonel Moammar Khadaffi