A quiet early morning… With a cup of fresh strong coffee in my hand, I felt brave enough to check up Breaking News. After reading about “drug war” in Mexico, I thought I could handle anything, until…
I´ve often heard that the human race is the best representative of everything alive on Earth. We´ve got both intelligence and feelings. With the time we developed our ability to learn and to create. We became stronger and smarter. And we could live this way happily ever after. Instead we kept on learning… We developed our skills in destroying, fighting, killing… That´s when some of us learnt about the greatest satisfaction in other people´s pain…
This is just one story of many written and untold ones. The fact that it didn´t happen to you (God bless you!), doesn´t mean that you and your children are safe. Those people who had to come through the torture, rape and abuse from their own father (I can´t stop thinking: when did it happen that the “flowers of life” became free toys for abuse??? God! Are you with us yet???), are safe now, but will their lives ever get back to normal? We still can save each other by watching each others back and giving a hand to the ones who are going through silent pain!
Once the house was build for people to be safe. With the time many houses became to prisons, where love and care were replaced by hate and violence.
Sometimes I am afraid to live. I hope I´ll feel stronger tomorrow. But today I don´t feel brave enough to bring one life to this very cruel world.
P.S: What happened to those mothers who´d both kill and die for their children???
…He´d slash his veins.