When the high velocity slugs pierced through the bone and fresh, shattered the lives and dreams.

The crowd cheered, laughed, most of them protest; we want more, we opposed killing but that is not enough for sure.

Armed, disbelieved, I stood side by side with the rest of the finest in front of the screen, safe and sound in the soil of America . 

And watch.

Body after body, house over house, smoke riser from bright lights of bombs. Remain invisible to the eyes of those cheering crowd.

 Walked outside and I looked up at the raging sun.

And yet we lived happily fueled by slaughters and burning from the greed of our soul.