What ? What are we talking about this day's ? Ebola - Islamic terror - Refugees - People how are in the middle of disaster... Don't think, but perhaps wonder: Are there no justice or help on this planet...

But, two things remained constant:
the chamber of stars
and the tombstone's weight.

It's an experience everyone has
that nobody else will know.
Each on his own in his own way
owns his own dying through the
millions of years of the human race.

You can look at it,
you can sometimes recognise the moment;
You cannot empathise with anyone at the 
moment when the breathing stop's.
And around us remain silence from our
so'called leaders of the world.
We speak...
We do nothing...
Our words cannot trace the border of silence
or do nothing.
Or say God with meaning.
One prayer remains for all,
to go silently to the silent.