War So short and no sense. It wasn't my pain. It wasn't my fear. I didn't see things clear. I didn't feel sadness. I always hoped it's SOMEONE'S. I whispered:"Poor people". I hoped:"It will stop". We always trust-It's not about us. When it's closer then ever. I feel guilty and no fear. I can't forgive me My normal being. It stops all plans &joy It ruins, kills, destroy It grows our kids so fast. They won't forgive and trust. And cleaning our minds this word eat our #life's.
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