Time Today the day remains gray, thick clouds cover the earth that groans to the sound of the booms of bombs that fall in different locations, causing deaths and destruction; and the spirits of those who leave their shattered bodies on bloody soil rise; blood flows like a stream, which, when met with other streams, forms a sea that smells of death.
Is the death?
Oh, death has had enough of collecting souls, who, sadly, will wait for the final judgment. Thousands scream, others cry, many just shake their heads…
And me?
I just think. It’s time to think and decide.
What do important politicians, leaders of great powers, holders of decision-making powers, want to have? Do they need time? There’s no time to think!
Choose between life or death.
What they want? Death has already made its choice and will continue collecting souls until the Holy of Holies says: Enough! It’s time!
…and time is short, short…
Ruthe Cavalcanti 