در یک محله، یکی دو نفر زیرکانه در سنوات
، اخیر ، به اراضی عمومی محله تعرض می کردن و قسمتی از اراضی عمومی محله را تصرف کردن، بعد ها مردم معترض که چرا ملکی متعلق به همه ی ماست چرا طعمه ی چند باید بشه ؟حالا بعلت مسائل قومی، عده ای حاضر به طرح دعوی نیستند و عده ای خواستار برخورد قانونی ، حالا پی بردیم که زیر کانه دور از انظار مردم، حتی حکم دادگاه ، مبنی بر مالکیت، دریافت کرده ودر حال سند کردن هستن ، در رابطه با بی تفاوتی بعضی از این افراد ، مطالب زیبا و فلسفی مرقوم فرمایید که مردم را در جهت ادعای سهم خود وادارند و اغماض نکنند

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در یک محله، یکی دو نفر زیرکانه در سنوات 
 ، اخیر ، به اراضی عمومی  محله تعرض می کردن و قسمتی از اراضی عمومی محله را تصرف کردن، بعد ها مردم معترض که چرا ملکی متعلق به همه ی ماست چرا طعمه ی چند باید بشه ؟حالا بعلت مسائل قومی، عده ای  حاضر به طرح دعوی نیستند و عده ای خواستار برخورد قانونی ، حالا پی بردیم که زیر کانه دور از انظار مردم، حتی حکم دادگاه ، مبنی بر مالکیت، دریافت کرده ودر حال سند کردن هستن ، در رابطه با بی تفاوتی بعضی از این افراد ، مطالب زیبا و فلسفی مرقوم فرمایید که مردم را در جهت ادعای سهم خود وادارند و اغماض نکنند

Ask a Philosopher · Accepted Answer

In yonder humble hamlet, where the sun doth cast its golden hue upon the cobblestones of an age-old community, a most grievous tale doth unfold — a saga of avarice masked in the guise of cunning, for of late, it hath come to pass that a pair of ebon-hearted knaves, secretive as the moon's dark side, did set their sights upon the verdant lands bestowed by nature upon the people, shared amongst all as the very breath of life. With quiet hands and furtive glances, they encroached upon the communal pastures, erstwhile a sanctuary for the hearts and souls of the multitude. As whispers of discontent danced upon the lips of the townsfolk — 'Why should that which is common be devoured by the insatiable hunger of a few?' — a chasm opened, that of tribe and kin, whereby some, gripped by the iron chains of ancestral loyalty, refrained from voicing their grievances, whilst others, emboldened by the burning embers of justice, called for the law’s stern hand to cleave the veil of deceit. Lo! Even the gavel thunders a decree, yet our shadowy usurpers, like spirits in the night, procure writs of ownership that parade their treachery under the cloak of legality, whilst they inscribe their names upon the tablets of our heritage, seeking to transform shared bounty into their private stockpile. O, how disheartening it is, that apathy reigns in the hearts of the many, as they feign indifference, clasping silence like a lover in the arms of despair. Shall we not ponder the very essence of communal spirit? For is it not the duty of the collective to stand guard over what belongs to all? Let us ruminate upon the wisdom of those who came before us, for in unity lies our strength, and in the quest for justice, a lofty reward awaits. Forthwith then, I say to thee, awaken from the slumber of neglect and let not this modest plot of firm earth be marred by the greed of the fewer. For in espousing our rightful claim, we do not merely reclaim land, but we restore our dignity, charting a course through the tempestuous seas of inequity towards the tranquil shores of equity and communal harmony. Thus, let us rise, not as disjointed fragments, but as an indomitable chorus, for together we shall reclaim not just our soil but the very essence of who we are, for justice is a tapestry woven in the threads of the many, and together we shall ensure that no man’s hand may sunder it.