Incendiary

'I wonder, did you celebrate when you heard my boys got killed? Did you turn on the radio and hear them say a thousand and three dead? Did you put down your mouth over the rocks and kneel down to pray? I prayed. I prayed for the deaths toll to go up to a thousand and four and take me too. 

I've heard it said that grief is like an animal to some. With a life of its own and we are at its mercy. I don't know about that. Grief is the stillness of the world the moment my boy left it. It's that quiet rain that never stops falling. They say that grief transforms us. I know it's transforming me, but into what?'

'People thought it was the end of the world. But the world didn't end. I am the whole world. Murder me with bombs and I will only build myself again, and stronger. I'm too stupid to know better. Come to me. Come to me and we'll blow the world back together with incredible noise and fury.'