a decade has past and I look back on the war and fighting. Our soil was stained so many years ago with the blood of the Natives and again with the blood of the settlers. Now it has been stained for the second time with the blood of its citizens and civil servants because a war that stems from greed. And, it has been stained all along by crimes of humanity that get overlooked daily. Gone are the days of creativity and ingenuity and invention. Now...
This is a sad day for all of us. We all are suffering the attacks on our way of life whether on a global scale or on a more personal one as in my case and I'm sure, a few of your own. This is where the hands of fate step in and slap the ever-loving shit out of the people. All the people are guilty. It doesn't matter if you are a Christian, Hebrew, Muslim, Buddhist, Atheist, Agnostic, Pagan, Aboriginal. We all have committed acts of unkindness against one another. When will we realize we ALL live here and all need to band together for a common good? When will the fighting end and the living and sharing begin?
I am sad this day not for the ones who have passed or their families. I am sad for the ones who don't get the messages and the writing on the wall. All walls. How many children, people, elderly must be sacrificed for greed? All this war is nothing more than a "You have what the fuck I want and I'm going to take it and you can come chase my ass and kill the little guys on my soil but I still got your stuff!...nya nya nya naa nya nahhhh!"
This ridiculous and as long as we still see color, religion, sex, sexual proclivity, hate, economic status, educational setback, looks and disabilities and refuse to see the value in each other, we will continue to lose valuable people and resources. No one is watching their children. No one is watching their spouses and employees. Everyone's eyes are on the wrong prize! We need to look within ourselves regardless of race, species, color, etc... and start to make a difference.
I try to do my part. My parts are as witness and orator. I am the voice of the small citizen and the voiceless child. I am the voice of abuse and neglect. I am the voice of pain and hurt. I would love nothing more than to be the voice of reason, but it will only work if they listen...Are YOU listening?~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves
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