by Federicko Pitia Gore Könyi Waka
Our wounded heart’s will heal in time and when it does the memories and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.
We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us, but hatred is a snake poison that let us unforgettable.
And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.
Things had fallen aparts but it’s an opportunity to rebuild the way we could be all along.