here she is sitting in front of the tv
like a kid waiting for their gift on christmas morning
she was waiting for his name to come up on the screen
to us he died twice
once when they said the plane he was on crashed
and the second time today
when they brought what remained of them to their country
to theur loved ones
to their families
and what's worse than that
is that my mother lost a friend and a cousin
my grandpa lost a son to him
and my uncles a brother
seeing them on tv all so preoccuipied
i realised that we were no better
that we are all destined to the same thing
death
what makes us different is the way we live this life
because we don't choose the moment we're gone
we could be gone in a plane crash
we could be gone in a bed while our health is still intact
but we choose what we do of our lives
and i'm choosing to make most of it
i'm choosing what i can and i will
because hell is a place on earth and
hell is in each of us
hell is each one of us
we are the ones who remember
and we are hell to others
depending on what we remember of them
and i choose to be remembered as
kind, loving, passionate, compassionate, human
and this is exactly how i'm gonna be