I have been gone for quite awhile.
So to sum up my tiptoe back into my own blog arena, I leave tonight with a few political statements.
I'm far removed from war's sorrow. When your child lies in the road, bloodied, with terror filling your every thought when someone unfamiliar drives by - I can not understand. When your husband, wife, brother, sister, son, daughter, friend; when they are sent away only to come home asleep, I can not understand. When your rights to a humane existence are placed below those of the creatures we keep in our homes, I can not comprehend.
Your faces only emerge in my vision due in part to the television turned on for background noise. Your terse conversations assault my ears, for I do not get the urgency behind the words.
I do not understand.
My whole existence only screams decadence, despite moments of sheer poverty, in the scope of your inhabitance.
I do not ask forgiveness.
I want better for you, truly. But you must forgive me when I say state - our brethren must come home.
I can only choke back the anger in debates, wanting to spew my distaste for the leader who lead us into the muck of your existence.
I want to scream when I hear the name of "god" used by our leader, meant to inspire a country who is far smarter than given credit. Leave "god" out of it. Isn't that a huge issue concerning dissent and horror in your country? Do we need this tactic further instilled in the national mindset?
I weep for the horrors but really, I just want it to be self-corrected.
It will never end.
And so, once again, I will head for the sanctuary of my own room. I'll turn off my news and forget about your countries, your situations of extremes, and mostly our brethren just for the night.