outraged

When someone dies "before their time" (whatever that means) or really when someone dies at any time I feel a sense of outrage at the loss of life. What is even more outrageous is that the world keeps going on. People don't notice that someone died unless you tell them. There is no rip in the time space continuum. There is no bright banner in the sky. Everything keeps functioning. A person can exist one minute and not exist the next minute. That last sentence is enough to mull over for a lifetime.