I don't know if you've heard about it, but in my country, we all mourn over a tragedy. In a point where no one expected it, one great man died. We may be a small republic, but we value our heroes even more because of it. And it happened so close to the date that hit your nation, and it happened in a way so similar.
In a moment like this, when all the world seems to be crying ,I tend to look around.These are the moments when you think: death is the power that rules the world.
And that is the worst mistake of them all.
That is the biggest lie and the most shameful misunderstanding.
When a tragedy strokes, people tend to only see the bad. The wrong that the dead has done,the love it has killed. But there is a much stronger force coming after that.
Call it how you want it, but I think it's love. I see tears, I see candles lit for memorial, I see flowers on graves and I think: what is stronger than this? Death may try to kill us over and over