Good day, my brothers and sisters. Please allow me to rant a little. I’ve always seen myself as someone incapable of showing emotions, especially crying, ever since I lost my elder brother. Me and that guy had big plans for this life, but he left me, and now it’s just me carrying the weight of taking care of the family. Recently, I watched the movie Miracle in Cell No. 7, and I didn’t even realize when tears started pouring down my face. It felt strange because it’s been over 11 years since that happened. Not even when my ex broke my heart, me as a guy, man, I no shed a tear. I even watched that movie and wasn’t moved.
But this one hit differently. It made me reflect deeply on how much is wrong with this world. Why is there rap£ of innocent little girls and boys? Why do people frame others for crimes they didn’t commit? Why do we take lives so easily? Where has human conscience gone? Why the endless wars? Sometimes it feels like the world is bleeding, and we’re all too busy surviving to notice. And maybe, just maybe, we all need to feel a little more, to let the tears flow, so we don’t lose the part of us that still cares.
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