We are living in a world full of pain and hate, a world empty of hope or love. Children are growing up in a world where before they even learn to spell their names, they learn to discriminate, and to hate. They learn to be mean and cruel. They are taught to believe their way of life, their beliefs, their race, religion, everything, is superior. They grow to believe that not all life is precious, and that there are some beings out there who don't deserve to live as much as they do. They learn that some people are worthy of death for having different beliefs, different skin, for wearing different clothes, or for having the wrong color on. They are taught that the world is evil, and that there is no hope to improve it. They learn that people are bad by default, and that no one is worthy of trust and love. They learn to harden themselves to emotions. They learn to care only for themselves.
Then as they grow up, they are taught that there are otherplaces in the world where people there deserve to die. Before they are old enough to drink the child has a gun put into it's hands and is taught to take another child's life. They are taught that voicing the feeling that it is wrong to kill is un-patriotic, and that they don't love their god, country, or family.
It is a tragic thing, to see the world as it is today. It brings tears to my eyes every night as I kiss my husband goodnight and say my prayers.
And that is really all one can do anymore, pray that there is a better way out there, and that eventually, the world will become a happy place again.
I recently watched a movie based on a true story about a young man just back from Iraq, who was murdered, chopped into pieces and burned by young men he fought side by side with every day. Needless to say the movie shocked me, and brought tears to my eyes. But what shocked me most was why I was crying. I wasn't crying because the boy was murdered. I wasn't crying because it was the second son his parents lost. I wasn't even crying because the young men who murdered they boy felt no remorse for it.
No. What made me cry was the realization this movie brought about.
No. What made me cry was the realization this movie brought about.
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a long time ago, almost 2 years ago...I was evac'd out of that hell hole bleeding from so many places I can't count them anymore while clinging to my best friends stomach trying to keep it inside praying to God we were going to make it out alive...I did he didn't. I came home carrying the flags of my 5 brothers in arms I was spit on in the airport and called a baby killer.
This world...is so terribly saddening that it can't even take the time to love someone that needed it badly -
The horrors in our world are such, makes one wonder...what's this world coming to.As you said not only are children not taught basic manners, and respect for others, but some are taught nothing brought into the world and left to fend for themselves suffering such horrible abuses that they are forever warped and unable to relate in a normal manner to others. It is for sure enough to make anyone weep.
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Wow... that's fucked up. It pains me to see that people are actually doing shit like this and a lot of the time, nothing is done about it, especially on the battlefield. What has the world come to when our troops are becoming our enemy?
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Just reading that, even though I know it, makes me want to cry. Because its the truth. And our world really is that screwed up, even though many people would hate to admit it.
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part of me wants to say, "what took you so long?" as the most comical option right now.
but yeah, it is serious.
and many people know this. it's just that we're the new minority now. the people that actually give a damn.
cuz right about now,
not a lot of people give a damn.
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