Your silence, will be your downfall...

Anyone who has buried their loved ones with their own hands know that during those moments, you are there but your soul and mind are in a parallel universe. A land where memories, moments and small signs roam and you are with them. And then suddenly with tons of soil the physical connection ceases forever. Anyone who has buried their loved ones with their own hands would know, how suddenly a gapingg void appears then how could you not feel for all those who have lost their loved ones in recent barbaric acts. Those who kill in the name of the same Allah, have they forgotten that the death of an innocent is the death of humanity. Have they forgotten, no matter what sect, religion or ethnicity we belong to, saying the final goodbye to the ones we love is a moment we relieve everyday. We all see this bloodshed, yet carry on thinking, it will not happen to us, it will to all of us! When a menace is allowed to grow unchecked, it consumes everything and everyone. We have all closed our eyes and have allowed the darkness to grow and it will come for all of us. The only way out is unity, there is no foreign hand. We have to root out the culprits from within us and if we still support these beasts because they belong to whatever thing we have affection for then we are equally responsible. If a puddle of blood is not enough to wake you up, keep on waiting, soon it will blood of someone you love and the standing there saying a final goodbye do not blame anyone for it was you who brought it upon them!