AUTHOR'S CORNER;

WHAT BECOMES OF US?

Every one of us will face the dilemma at some point in life; every deep thinking person, every correct thinking person, every mother, every father, every member of the older generation.  Each and every single one of us will ask the question, if only briefly and in passing, if only in the quietest moment in the night....what of the human race?

 Because, if only in passing, if only in a fleeting moment of conscience, in a split second of a heartbeat, we know, deep in our hearts and souls, we know that we are all a collective and not separate entities, no matter what our race, our creed or our language.  We share the world, just as the soul and mind share the body and brain.  Neither can properly function without the other. We cannot function without each other; yet we highlight differences and point our fingers and make accusations at one another as if our forefathers never originated from the one source.  We are kinder to animals than we are to one another and hold man made objects in higher esteem than we do God created humans.  Why?  

Is it because of the colour of our skins?  The difference in our vocabulary, or the varying opinions and approaches in how we may worship God?  Or do we simply believe that some of us are better than others?  Have we regressed so far that civility is but a distant memory and humanity is nothing more than an old fashioned notion?  

Just because we don't feel their pain, does this mean that their pain somehow does not exist?  Is it somehow obliterated out of reality just because we are not going through it?  Because I am not hungry, I don't care!!!

 
The world has lost its way; we have become confused within the cesspit we have created for ourselves out of greed, prejudice and misconstrued ideas about others.  We have become desensitised when it comes to other's pain. We have lost our compassion and made ourselves blind with falsities and media fed lies.           
We have fallen into the trap of lulling ourselves that we are okay; forgetting easily the examples of before, choosing to justify other people's plights simply because they don't appear to be as sophisticated, as educated or as westernised as we are....does that make them less human?  Are they no longer our brothers, because our brothers come from a family of wealth, media fads and superficial concepts which quite frankly do no good to society?  

We are okay, we are surviving and thriving and MacDonalds we shall eat!  And clothes we shall buy in abundance and cars we shall drive and we shall never know the pain of losing a child to disease or starvation....so we are all right, we have survived, they did not know how to!  

HOW CURIOUSLY DUMB THE PRIVILEGED BECOME...IT SEEMS THAT COMFORT DULLS THE COMPASSION AND DAMPENS THE EMPATHY!

I have watched on television, how Egypt is falling apart,at the hands of its own people nonetheless, how Syria has fallen apart, Libya, Bahrain, Iraq...and the list goes on, and the casualties are rising and its the children that suffer; the next generation.  Senseless bloodshed and endless honour feuds; when will it end?  


I have seen the dispersed victims of war, forced to become refugees and where once they were doctors, teachers and lawyers, are forced into the poverty trap, forever labelled as something wrong.  I have seen the beatings of Egyptian civilians on television, the senseless killings of Egyptian police and soldiers; all of which, somewhere along the line, may find that they are either distant relatives or know of a relative.  For what reason do we slaughter our own?  Because we disagree on a single point? because some of us think we are better than others?  Perhaps more worthy of the All Mighty's mercy? Who decides who is better than who?  

Because we can blame him, and point a finger and say he is the real terrorist for fighting a cause, but he is just as much a victim as the people he is shooting at; because he is essentially shooting another human being and his humanity is being compromised.  So what becomes of him?  He is only doing his job, what becomes of him when his job is done?

Or what becomes of him?  he is only doing what he feels he needs to do to survive; what becomes of him when he is done with all the shooting?

Or him?
  

Or him?

Once the game is played and all the pawns are down, who gets to decide that enough is enough?  Who is the first to stand up for the human race and not just one race?  

The problem is, our world is on fire and nobody has noticed!  We are like a cancer, we are destroying our own selves and soon it will be too late.




And the only people who would bare testament to this atrocity will be none other than them....

THE CHILDREN