Living in the Fear Zone

Yes, I’m living in a region on an intensive care unit gasping terribly for air, breathing heavily and painfully.

Most of our lives, we’ve been praying for peace. But it seems impossible when everybody could see that peace being held in captive, struggling to be set free.

The current news here in Mindanao about bombing, kidnapping, name it! …News kept on flooding that seem to die hard, new ones added to the headache, returning issues like bombing just made the scenario worse and the continuing ones has kept its pace. Whew! Sometimes it’s such a heartbreaking thought knowing, seeing and feeling their existence. And it surely makes my eyes bleed reading them again and again.

These inhumane acts are a constant treat. Every place has been put onto suspicion. Everyone gets fear that anytime a bomb could explode and a war that will take away innocent lives.

Is there any place in the world worth to be called safe? I’m still hoping these incidents will not completely eradicated. If we only could get rid of the violence and let humanity grow then maybe that’s when peace will fly again.