a prayer

the world is in such turmoil.

it kills me to see children slaughtered every single day in Gaza.
the bombing just goes on and on and on.
the cries of the survivors, the wails of those who have lost.
haven't Israel had enough?
innocent lives, gone in a heartbeat.
stop the violence, please.

my grandmother fell in the toilet.
her foot's twisted. now it's all swollen.

yesterday, a boy comitted suicide near my block.
a couple of blocks over actually.
i went to see.
apparently, witnesses heard an argument going on.
next thing they knew, BAM.
he was about my age.between 18 to 20 i suppose.
when i went, the police had already covered the body.
but then, they removed the tent; the crime scene photographer had to take photos.
that's when i saw the body.
he was wearing shorts and a white tshirt.
he lay on his left side.
blood. so much blood. he looked relatively unscathed.
just like he was sleeping.until the police turned the body.
the left side of his head was smashed in.
blood.

my mind keeps jumping back to it, to that horrific scene.
i keep wondering.
did he regret jumping, seconds before the end?
did he truly want to end it all?
was he really ready to die?
did he try to grab something before the end?
did he?

i have to stop thinking about this. i'll fall sick. trauma.

ya Allah, most Forgiving, most Powerful.
forgive my sins, forgive my family's sins, forgive the sins of all the human race.
cast repentance in our hearts, have mercy on us.
stop the evil in the world.

pray with me.
pray that the people of Palestine will be free.
pray.