I am sure to some that night they must have seemed to scream,
but to me they lovingly whispered:
listen, you blind child, listen,and continue breathing.
all lives have meaning,all disasters have reason,and after this is over,you will stand,
I have grasped the understandingSo, with my eyes wide and my ears hearing,
those universal powers that be
are demanding of me,
Understanding in a drunken flash
glass shattered ribs cracked
The deafening sound of understanding in a car crash.
Each second is precious,
and I will attempt to take advantage
before every second here has completely