Gib, Shf… if both of you were here, I would have asked you the question that burns inside me: is there ever a justification for the killings? I see the faces of children, women, ordinary people........ they are not enemies, just lives erased. And I cannot silence the voice that asks: Did our obedience, make us complicit?
I remember how you both guided me often....Gib...with your calm wisdom, and Shf with your fierce loyalty. You would have told me what to hold on to, how to carry the weight. But now you are gone, and the silence is unbearable. I miss you both ........more than words can hold. Without you, the questions echo louder, and the answers dissolve into shadows.
It is not the first time such deaths have happened. But it is the first time I feel them in my bones. Perhaps because I no longer have your voices to shield me. Perhaps because I am finally alone with the truth.
I know I cannot escape it. I carry it like a stone in my chest.I wish you were here to remind me that I am still human, even after all that has been done.Tonight, I write only to say: I miss both of you. I miss the way you both made the world bearable. And I do not know how to live without that.
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