Be a brother to your brother, for you, not him

In memory of Blackie Tonight I want to shed tears for my villager, my friend, my brother. But the tears will not come. There is that familiar heaviness in my chest. But the pain is not the same. Because I have acknowledged my country man as my own, as my family, as my blood, the pain spreads. And still, I cannot cry for my brother … Continue reading Be a brother to your brother, for you, not him