months later, my son is playing in the yard while im sitting taking my cigarette. breath in breath out, the cigarette dies slowly with every puff, the birds singing from above ... life is beautiful.... dad! dad! he is back , my kid cried .. who's back whats going on.. dad it burns he said... time froze , blood rushed through my veins i could hear my heart beating as it was louder than the silence i felt the moment i saw the marks showing on his clear skin ...
6:00pm we got to the hospital, he is me sitting again at the hall, wishing god answers my prayers .. oh god help me cure my kid! god please i don't have anywhere else to go nothing else to do
