exactly 1 month ago, on aug 14th 2006- 61 cries curdled the clouds above a sencholi orphanage. sri lanka lost 61 children that day in an air raid - future prime ministers, doctors, writers, peaceworkers...*sigh*
my motherland is being torn apart again and today more so than other days, i wish there was some way i could turn back the hands of time.i feel like my hands are tied - i'm stuck - i'm far enough to feel physically removed yet emotionally close enough to be completely devastated by all of this.
and yesterday - some nimrod opened fire in a Montreal schoolyard injuring 20something and killing 1. *double sigh*
there's so much suckage in this post right now that i don't think i can wax poetic. sorry ya'll - this one is for remembrance more than anything else.
may the powers that be guide those that have been impacted by these human follies - and may the rest of us find enough clarity to realize that it doesn't have to be this way.
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2 comments:
JB,
Sadly, the world is a sick place...but posts like these help us to pause and remember how blessed we are...that in the midst of this kind of madness, we have been safe and protected!
agreed with sue. there is not a whole lot we can do while people make terrible choices, but do our best to keep our worlds intact and as good as it can be.
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