There is a strange rage in the air A strange kind of discomfort Silence, panic and breathing low The sun shines a little less today The wind blows little slow. The world is standing still, as if hanging by a moment. When I was very young, I once came across to an essay subject: Write on a fictitious scenario, “A silent world”. I had to imagine a world that is standing still, there is no hustle or bustle, no children are playing out in the field, no factories working. How would that be? The only planet in the universe…