i am the child of the wasteland....a land of haunted houses and monsters i call father. dark talents run in the family, but i shatter the glass to let the moonlight in, not to destroy something fragile for the feeling of breaking beneath my fists. all i can do is scream, crawl out, and keep screaming. but i can hold the sparrow, mend its wing... i am the spring rain and the hurricane... the monsters cower now, not me, not you. *xn* |
Saturday, May. 24, 2003 - 9:30 am
will she remember what it felt like to have the whole world want to hug and kiss her? its horrible that such joy has to come from the rubble of ruin, death and loss. i wish we could just have the joy and not have to pay for it . i hope she grows to be happy, healthy, loved.
"Emilie Kaidi, 2, is carried out after being rescued from the rubble of her home in Corso, east of Algiers, Friday May 23 2003, two days after a major earthquake struck the region, killing over 1, 600 and wounding more than 7,000. Emilie survived in her collapsed ground floor bedroom, protected by a door that fell on a television set, giving her shelter for almost two days. Her father was lightly injured in the quake, her mother escaped injury, but the fate of her 4 year old sister Lisa was unclear, rescue workers fearing she was crushed between two slabs of concrete, unresponsive. Emlie's constant cries for her mother led rescue workers to her. (AP Photo/Jerome Delay)"
In honor of the lost, I will never forget you...and in memory of horror and tragedy past, remember to appreciate what you have, what you have not lost. its so easy to forget there is/was/will always be, some good in the world.
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