He walked away from the fire. Head down, shoulders heavy with the loss he’d just suffered – the sight of his friend engulfed by the will of the almighty ocean imprinted on his mind with a whirling slap.
Resting in foliage shadows, I am contemplating the day I have had and what I could do of my remaining hours. I went hiking with my brother – we climbed up to lake Critol. I called my sister and my best friend. I had a great laugh with both of them.
Cool and calm, You point a gun, Aim at the crowd, … and fire. You take our lives – Lives of people You don’t know, Lives you don’t value. You believe You are better. You believe We are less.