You! Yes you. When you kill someone!
Do you ever think?
Do you wonder about that family?
Do you ever think of the mother?
The father? The parents without a child?
The lover? The daughter? The son?
Do you wonder about the friends?
Do you wonder about their story?
Look at this girl...
She was a simple woman.
She worked at a bookstore.
She was in college.
Come to her funeral.
Watch mer mother's tears flow down her face.
Her father is trying to look calm.
She has children.
A little girl and a four-month old child.
Look at the husband. How will he support them?
They need a mother. A mother you took away.
Look at this couple.
It was their weding night.
What a terrible fate.
Husband and wife, bound together in eternal matrimony...
Now facing judgement.
Perfect joy turned to terror.
What a wedding night!
That a honeymoon!
You monster, you b*****d!
Did you wonder about the friends she had?
Did you wonder about his sister?
What about their parents?
The children who never had a chance to live?
The family shredded apart?
Watch her mother sob into her father's chest.
Watch his father cling to his mother, comforting her.
Human lives are precious.
Human lives are important.
You are not god.
You have no right to take their lives.
You are not human.
You are a monster.
Die.
I wrote this after the terrorist attacks in India... God, it sucked a lot.
