Pain.
Anger.
Confusion.
Suffering.
The pain of loneliness.
Isolation.
Fear.
Building up like water flowing into a mighty dam.
Cracks form.
The wall deteriorates.
Until one day the walls scream in pain.
The dam is broken.
Suffering overflows into the world.
The river mourns.
The birds cry.
Innocent beings swept away by the waves of suffering.
I have no answers.
Only questions.
How can we prevent suffering from spilling over?
How can we live in peace?
How can we heal our nation?
The Narrow Path 