memories rain upon a tin roof so gentle at first almost soothing but as night hours linger dark clouds begin to gather and the rain pours down harder than when they were not memories somehow returning pain is stronger than its first moments were we not taught that time heals all but apparently not the pain of memories in the night
the explosion will send shards of hot metal and warm human flesh in all directions the victims will have no chance for survival since the driver has been excessively speeding speeding in an armored vehicle plated with privilege privilege that no one chose to challenge even those charged with the responsibility to slow irrationale drivers failed to disrupt the illogical course of a nation letting a driver under the influence of power to not only demolish a nation’s history but also its people
