My heart hammers my chest violently at the sudden alarming sound of the sirens.
An ambulance behind me.
Eyes wide open. Vigilant.
Staring anxiously to where the sound of doom, the sound of death is heading.

Could it be my mother? She might have accidentally forgotten to turn off the cooker and burned the house and herself with it.
My heart pounds my chest every **** time my alert ears detect the bothersome sound of sirens.

Praying no reckless drunk driver ran over my sister on her way home from college.
Scattered thoughts.
A vulnerable 15 year old boy was stabbed to death by a gang just yesterday.
Is my brother alright?

A faster pace.
I must arrive home.
I must see everyone I love.
Drenched palms - they’re rarely dry.
This perpetual anxiety will end me.
There’s nowhere safe.
There’s nowhere safe.

I fall in love with sad boys.
My father was a sad boy.
Will my sons be sad boys?

It feels like being caught in rain
You never know when it happens
and usually it happens at the most unexpected place

It starts with a lightning
and the thunders roaring
while the darkness in a haste
consumes the whole world

Some people run away from it
Some of us hide from it
and others pull out an umbrella
hoping it'll all pass away

But when it happens with us
we hold each others hand tightly
Shivering and doubtful of the unknown
we endure it together waiting it to begin

Because when the dark clouds settles
and the weather calms down
we're left with rainbow colors
and petrichor in the soothing winds
the droplets soaking our body
filling our heart with a sweet sense

We stand there forever
Till the only thing that remains,
is a feeling which possesses us
just like the Rain

We’re full of hate.
                We’re full of anger.
We’re full of resentment.

Even getting rid of all knives, and
every single gun, and all the other weapons on this planet will not stop us from killing each other.
                    
Hatred is stronger than any weapon!

Cure the hate.
                         Cure the anger.
Cure the resentment.
Before it’s too late, before we finish each other.