I woke to hear someone talking about something that had happened, so i went to see, remembering something that was said to me. A man that has nothing is a man that knows "himself".
Hearts wide open, black eyes dilated, shuddering sounds of the ocean, as it slams its way on to the shore, the smell of death through every breath, a stillness i have never felt, help me is what is asked of me, holding someone i do not know, feeling the coldness of their body, tears fall from my eyes evaporating before they hit the ground, mass graves for people with no names, buried together as one.
Sri Lanka, as many as 35,000 people lost their lives on the 26th of December 2004.
Personally, i will never forget.