I came along to a road block on route 33 there was no traffic so I just rode my electric bike on the shoulder I saw a lot of debris and blood on the road the cops weren't paying attention, so I went closer It appeared to be what was left of a man or a bunch of ground meat with what appeared to be a whole eyeball
with an actual eyebrow
and a shoe
to me, it looked like a left eye
police came running at me and had their hands in their weapons yelling at me to get back
I panicked a little and about rode right through the meaty matter
I made it just a few meters away before I heard them closing in
I got on the ground the one with a voice yelled at me he said something about human remains
I started laughing so diabolically that the voice stopped I'm thinking to myself...
"and I can't go around?"
I laughed continuously and uncontrollably for a good 10 minutes
I must have totally lost my mind this time
I hope so...
I hope so
when I got home later that day, someone told me that they found Kenny dead today
in the middle of route 33
I started snickering...
I broke out into a cackle
I laughed so hard, for so long, that it became very painful
I couldn't stop
my best friend had went through something dreadful
I still say that it didn't look like his eyeball and left eyebrow
then again who am I to say what another man's eyeball and left brow would look like
This world...our world , got it's differences.. It held a beautiful statistics..a brilliant geometry of lives..
People sketched, the unnecessary graphs.. in the name of castes , colour , gender , nationality and what not!! Hence created the ugliest line of division.. about ,who can be the numerator and be above the community line.. and who can be the denominator and live under the poverty line..
Some crafted wealthiest names..while others had to hide their tears under unfinished roofs.. Some chased for their own rise...while others have to eat the only rotten rice..
Multiplied the division deliberately.. Added up the differences wanting-ly..
We should evaporate the boundaries , we drew in our life's charts.... should redefine our lives , to decrease the death rates...
Let's choose humanity over cruelty.. Helping over hindering.. Love over hate..
Remember ,we all are alike.. 'cause every being has to make their first cry after birth.. 'cause every being has it's last breath.. every being has to breathe till death.. every being have to bleed when cut..
Math's creating the difference!! Science finding the solution.. Humanity is being jailed behind the bars of human's hearts!!!
Tell me where is the path To that which I once had To that deep rich boundless love That I, the reader, can only dream of...
Tell me, where lies my heart Damaged, splintered in shards. As his, pierced by the arrow of death Which in turn took captive his last breath
Tell me, where has he gone When the night sheds to dawn When his light, his aura fades Into a darkness, a tunnel of grey
Tell me, when will I breathe again Without a pain that can paralyze Without the river drowning my heart from all those tears that I've cried. Please stop them from tearing me apart because I've promised to keep them all inside. Until that one morning, when I awaken and know that each step taken will be for you, my friend. Because you showed me so much, even up to the end.. ...amp
considering all the people we have lost throughout the years grandparents parents lovers uncles aunts if lucky no children we know that our time to leave this world will come to pass eventually
and yet as long as we feel full of life we prefer not to think of this too often borne by the vague conviction that the survivors of our family will bear the pain of loss as we did years ago and live on
one cannot help start wondering about some leaders' meandering rather than take decisive measures they pander to their selfish pleasures claiming they are in full control and never mind the rising toll of deaths, infections, unemployed during the crisis they avoid acknowledgment of actual danger instead fan hate, divisiveness and anger ignore all human suffering but only aim at buffering their own political survival
it seems high time for the arrival of real statesmen who can stall that deadly downward spiral and save their nations from being driven full speed into the wall