Global silence

Imagine if we could change the world, imagine if we could stop the war, hunger and end poverty in this world. Imagine if we were one, I am sure there are millions of us believing in a world with no war or hunger. Imagine if we all been able to act as one force, one body. We could move this planet if we wanted to. We could end the misery; we would live with respect for ourselves and each other.

This world as it is today, is a horrible place to live, think about how many lives are wasted in streets of Baghdad, or Kabul for nothing. Think about the kids in Palestine, or Israel do they have anything to say about the war going on around them? Is there anyone out there who would ever give a thought before they sign up a war plan, or when they place a bomb waiting for innocent kids in their way to school. Is there anyone crying for their souls except the relatives? What is it we do, the others standing by the side reading it in our morning papers while digesting the breakfast? We leave them behind somewhere in those papers, or in trash baskets. Do we like it, hell not! Do we do anything that shows or describes how it’s felt to have that knowledge, that someone like me, who could be my sister or brother, is devastated over his or her child’s death? Hell no!!!!

When are we going to make a stand for basic human rights, the right to say no more, no more investments on arms? I wonder what it takes to build up that force. What if we would raise a whole generation against war? Who cares who is right or wrong; no conflict should be resolved by arms, ever. How could we justify this global silence? Well if what they say about being placed in hell if committed a crime in this life is true, I am sure we all end up there for this long silence for not acting, or reacting.

Don’t you hate it, I mean when you think about this silence. How long are we all going to keep this bloody silence? What does it take to break it?