Long ago you left us with a void in our heart. It felt like a thunderbolt burnt our skin and a volcano erupted. It emitted smokes of anger and distress.
Several voices echoed. The heartfelt cry of torment. Our faces were pale, hands were shivering and voices trembling. There was a mother screaming her hopes, exhorting the doctor. There was a daughter being injected for sleep. There was a brother preparing the white sheet. Several voices echoed But, His voice? His voices took the heavenly abode.