The NEWS-24hrs Ceasefire???

 

Invaded  intravenously whilst in a  subconscious state and in the realms of dreams

In the subconscious and dead free floating state, visions of family transpire. Vision of a once harmonious family  morphed into war victims

I (we) people running, attempting to find a place of refuge away from grenades falling from the sky 

The 'Gods must be crazy right?' Only fast forward to today, and we (us) are in a luxurious green, flowery and scenic'Western World' park which resembles Hyde Park; treading our pristine feet; so as to stop grenades from blooming way too soon 

Allergy suffers you wonder? Not quiet, this matter stings more than a bee. For the subconscious has now  become reality.

A grenade drops right  in front of me. I stood frozen to the core attempt to disapher  my new reality:  to pick it up or not? To  throw it far away and beyond? I am left with no free will, but only two choices to live or die 

I stare at my bound and frozen feet then onto the dazed crowd of people in front of me. 

Press pause right? Wait that's not real life 

Only two choices  remain 

There is no time to become the rescuer and amongst the defenceless masses just like me.  I cant think quickly enough my feet are glued to the ground 

The crowd disperses and runs directionless and away from the grenade , whilst other multiple grenades fall like showers from the sky 

So I run, for I am not ready to die 

Tirelessly  I run and run towards nothingness 

Despair creeps in, only to be awoken again still in a subconscious state by echoing sounds; someone familiar calling my name. So I run and continue to run 

There lies in front of me clear as day, three open windows, which provide me the opportunity of free will 

The voice echoes again against my ear.  I hear my brother calling me to run, as quickly as I can  towards him. He reaches out his hand 

Tables are turned, he now becomes my rescuer. As soon as I reach out for him and feel him grab me back into the opportunity of life- fear and despair disappears. I am free once again, for I was not ready to die

I jolt up from my waking nightmare 

Only to realise it was all a dream- only brought on by intrusive, and redundant news; which I have yet to learn HOW, WHEN,  it will all end 

The latest news 24hours of ceasefire. Alas 24hours, for what and for whose benefit?

Where there is will there is hope 

So in my awaken state, I choose to more than hope and to wish for life and peace for innocent lives