How can life just keep going on like this? As if the most atrocious acts of mass murder are not happening day after day.
How can these monsters go on, unobstructed? Nobody able (or willing?) to lift a finger to stop them. They bombed a school – by no means the first – killing more children than adults. Then, an hour later when people were still trying to rescue survivors, or retrieve bodies, they went back to do it again. A larger scale version of their demonic practice of shooting at paramedics who are trying to rescue injured innocents. And this after the abduction and execution of other paramedics just days earlier. Paramedics who were clearly identified as such.
Apocalyptic scenes of grey smoke filling everything in sight, the colour of death infecting what was once clean air in a peaceful place of learning and joy. Buildings burning…destroyed. Scenes of fathers carrying their bleeding children, seeking medical assistance which – miraculously – still exists even under such cruel deprivation: no supplies for a month; a deliberate starvation – a siege – of 2 million people. An actual beheaded baby – shown on camera for all to see, real as can be, unlike the fictional ones spouted by the war machine and its propaganda tentacles back when this all started.
Two bodies thrown up hundreds of metres into the sky – lifted off the ground by the sheer impact of a new generation of bombs which are more intense than anything these innocent souls have witnessed before, whether within this 18-month genocide, or the nearly eight decades of attempted ethnic cleansing before it. This land is a testing ground for the depraved weapons and technology manufacturers, working hand in hand to find new, more brutal, more efficient ways to murder and maim.
Artwork by Ahmed Emad Eldin
UN fixtures destroyed. Medical staff – even foreigners – murdered. Aid workers the same. Journalists assassinated.
All of this and so, so, so much more. New evidence emerging every single day – filling the pages of social media, posted by both the victims – ordinary citizens and journalists alike, documenting and sharing for the world to see; and the occupation soldiers themselves, admitting their crimes openly. Bragging. Laughing. Nonchalance as they display the destruction they’ve wreaked upon innocent children, women, men, and the elderly.
They know nothing will come of it. They know there are no consequences for their actions. Not in this world, at least. They are protected within their genocidal bubble. No external court will take them to task. Nobody will prosecute them. Because they are doing their jobs. They are mere pawns within a system designed to destroy an entire nation. They do the dirty work of the puppet masters above. As a reward, perhaps they will one day have PTSD. The human heart, when free of intoxication, cannot bear such darkness – again and again and again – without permanent damage.
All the while, these monsters paint themselves as victims. Justifying their murderous habits as self-defence. Supported by media and politicians all spouting the same lies, manipulating the masses who read and watch them. Those who are still living in ignorance – unaware of what is really going on. Unaware of how their taxes, and money spent on products manufactured by complicit corporations, fund this madness.
Human rights proven to be a farce. They apply only to some. International law, too, a farce. It applies only to the strong.
The reality is there to see for all. All except those still living in a bubble.
And it’s heavy on the heart. For 18 months now. And it just keeps going on and on and on.
We cannot know lasting joy, or happiness, or peace, when this dark shadow lingers in the background all the time. Perhaps we can feel such positive sentiments in moments, or periods. But it cannot last. Not while this unspoken weight drags our spirits down. The weight of knowing – seeing – what is being done to other humans day after day. It doesn’t matter if they look like us or not. They are people, just as we are. And if the roles were reversed, they would feel the same about our suffering.
I truly wonder whether we are now entering the last era of humanity. Days when evil ravages the planet, and we – the masses – are powerless to stop the tyrants ruling over us. Maybe all those dystopian movies were not mere entertainment. Maybe they were these dark forces telling us what they planned for our future.
But in the end, they won’t win. Because this world – this life – is not the true end.
Maybe they’ll get away with their savage injustice here, but they will die one day. Everybody dies. It’s the one absolute universal truth that every single person – of any faith (or none) knows to be true.
And maybe they truly believe there’s nothing to come after their last breaths. After they close their eyes for the last time.
In the end, they’ll find out whether they were right or wrong. They’ll find out whether there are consequences for what they did.
And at that time, there’s no way to go back and change a thing. There’s no way to escape your fate.
You reap what you sow.
slip-sliding away..... 