Can't stop them from falling

Drop after drop, they kept falling. I had some how lost control over them.

My heart aches, literally. I felt the pain physically. This time, it is different.

Are we just going to sit here, do nothing, when the murderer gets away for all that he had done?
when the parents are mourning over the lost of their eight year old? when society do not care anymore? Are we then going to go with the flow, because that is the norm, or are we going to take a stand, and fight? I wonder.

Then, I wonder, what can I do? Drop after drop, they fall again, and again.