They want to bury our children. We cannot let their memories be eaten by the moth nor the maggot. We must resurrect them, daily. We must show the wreckage of the “just” society we live in. We must live and carry on, as always, but it is not our duty to do so peacefully–carrying internal, eternal violence while behaving. We must erupt, destroy and rebuild. Only then can we bury our dead. Only then can we give honor and tribute for their battles to the end.