Cursed tragedies photographer.

Cursed you, tragedies photographer that jumped tears up as a bird of prey looking the most impressive scene.

Cursed you, hunter pain that comes, you got what youwanted, leaving everything the same when you left.

Cursed you that do your job while others save lives.

Cursed you running from one scene to another "whitout contaminating it".

Cursed you at that time because later you will become a hero. Because it is a hero the one who does his job with proffesionalism. You, the one who tells the world the sorrows you dont want them to be recurrent. The world believes in you, reporter because you tell the truth. You know that your objectives are future: preserve the memory. You, who's not afraid of death but certainly is of oblivion.