I'm eating bean and cheese,
Suicide bomber attacks airline;
I spill some salsa
And the body count isn't in yet.
There is no suspense here,
Just tacos and the horrible news;
I change the channel
And look for my huevos rancheros,
Terror does not exist anymore
But the salsa stain remains.
How and what can we do when we see these things?
Joining the army? Or keep on living and not let the fear take us over. Live your life and give and help when the opportunity arises, simply living on and moving forward is fighting in its own right. There is no fear but fear itself.