State of the world

When the heart is down and the soul is heavy, the eyes can only speak the language of tears
― Ikechukwu Izuakor

Dear friend,

It is with a heavy heart I write today. I am not sure if the world has always been like this, or it’s the first phase of mayhem waiting for worse to come. I sit, somewhat without hope, but afraid that if I lose hope, then I lose the promise of better days. But where can we run to? There’s no escape.

People being kidnapped, people being killed, gun shots everywhere and countries going to war. This is our reality, and it doesn’t favor the coward nor the brave.

It is a heavy heart that I take to bed. Sending up prayers for all missing people and if the sun doesn’t shine tomorrow, may our hope find feet to take us to another day.

Always your mind friend.

 

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