Friday, March 18

Farewell

When I hear of crimes happening in UP, I usually shrug my shoulder and mutter, "What's new?" Today, things [and circumstances] are different. To the informed, you may well know what I mean.

When the victim is not anyone you know, see or have talked to; there is not much care that you can give. When the victim is not a classmate, not once a groupmate; there is not much to relate to. But when he is, suddenly you know. Suddenly you you realize the life lost. You become aware.

May you find peace and may we offer our prayers. For in that sleep, what dreams may come. Goodbye Mr. Mendoza.

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