I'll never know what you think before you fall asleep. Or how things like this can be plastered over city streets. My wondering mind couldn't stay and stare at this for too long. It brought down my soul and I questioned how people like this sleep at night. How they can laugh when everyone else can't help but cry. Did they find solace in the destruction of lives, minds, and hearts? Raise a toast to the fools who robbed children of their fathers and mothers, parents of their children, husbands of their wives, sisters of their brothers, friends of their friends? All they can do now is cope because of what those cowards stole. It was like I was the only one who saw this on the wall. Cared that it was a laugh and a wink instead of tears to mark a nation's tragedy. How long will this last? What they took no one will ever get back. But here is something for them to think about before they pull out a pen to mark another building in this city. Destruction and hate may be easier than harmony and love but it's not more powerful.
