These days...

These days
I get back in touch
with long lost friends
over text messages asking,
‘Heard about the bomb-blasts.
Please confirm you and all at home are safe.’

These days
I pray for hope
and a life that is safe, long and
not tinged with cynicism and distrust

These days
I am thankful for
missed opportunities
and second chances

These days
I value life much more
as I see it lose its precious grip
on so many around me

These days
I contemplate moving to countries
where immigrants are unwelcome
the tax cut is 35%
where I’ll be required to mummifying myself.
Till I realize no where is safe anymore.