I looked at you earlier today. I had nothing more to say as I saw just lies. I stepped outside. The world was waiting for me. I looked around me deeply sad because there was nothing to see but the sickness slowly killing people’s souls.

A man was sitting on his knees. Oh the pain in the poor soul! No arms to pray for his dead child. His shouts and tears were invisible as there is no one to comfort him and I myself was just sitting and watching.

About ten more yards down the street, there is a shop. I walk in and buy my daily poison. There is a man next to me trying to get some food. But the shop keeper has no mercy, just thirst for money. I pay my smokes and he gives me back 50 dollars. I put it in my pocket with the rest of my money. Then I walk out. I did not even look at the poor soul in the shop.

I am 15 yards short from the street corner and I feel the horror growing.

There is a child crying. He must be cold. His mother holds him tight trying to make him feel warm. It really is cold but my winter coat keeps me away from the cold.

I have made it to the corner. I close my eyes. Thoughts run through my head: ‘Sacrifices must be made’. A small red button but what a show it makes. The fire rising with dark smoke, I can still feel it in burning in my heart.

I feel dead inside. What is done is done. What is left are dreadful thoughts. My finger trembles. I calm myself down. It is steady now. One push and my quest is done. Oh it is so cold on the ground!