I’m sinking fast
A wedding though is and should be all about joy, communing, fusion of families and elated feasts. Here gunshots mark the misery instead of celebration and they certainly did that for the Friday family riddled with bullets- 2 who died, 2 with minor injuries and the 13 year old girl with a gunshot right dead centre between her eyes into her budding brain. I feel like shouting out loud against the injustice and I feel like swearing this family who shot their little girl. I feel like saying the cruellest things… cruelty is a touch of hardness that comes from drowning in the worst of sorrows. I’m sinking fast. No counsel leads to comfort as our collective heads dips and our collective pain tremors. I wish someone can pilot away all the pain in the world.