Black Friday

Unidentifiable Body parts shattered in pieces and piled up in pick up trucks, people burnt black lined like animals. The body is indeed an empty vessel without the soul. People like me and you laid dead covered in blood fathers, children, grandfathers, uncles lay helpless on the floor of passages, hallways and car parks of hospitals.

   A man from one of the video said over 500 people died from the bomb last, not counting the injured. These are people like me. Fathers like mine. Peoples brothers and uncles. Imagining the pain the victims on the floor were in alone is painful. They laid muted from pain. The pain the dead went through before they passed away! Thought of a needle going through my ears keeps me from getting more piercings. The thought of loosing a member of my family brings me to tears.

    These people humbly went to worship not knowing that everything they did before that time was their last. The cause of all these remains unclear. Is it political? Religious? Tribal? Vengeance? Lots of opinions prevail. I learnt civilisation ends savagery. Ours is a different case. Continuous ending of harmless lives for selfish purposes. 

    And the comments are agonising. Souls being taken, homes being broken and orphans being made constantly aren't conditions to be celebrated. I do not wish any of these on my worst enemy. This is the time to stand together and support the victims of this tragedy. This is the time to speak up as one.