The world we share
The world we share.
I am an American citizen, a military veteran, an Indigenous Person of North America and a single mom to four children whose heritage includes Syrian/Middle Eastern blood lines.
This morning I saw on my Facebook timeline the information about how my “President” decided to show force in Syria by shooting missiles into the already embattled region where a chemical attack was launch by the Assad military forces. A civil unrest, war that has been going on for over 6 years now.
My question is “Why now?”
The reason I ask this question is because where was the United States when then this all started? Why did we not send in military support when the number of victims of this war was less than 400,000 men, women and children? Their cities, homes, businesses and way of life have been lost through the atrocities of war.
Yet, we as a country, stood by and did nothing. My “country” decided to instead refuse those that were fleeing to safety. So much for “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
I seem to remember the phrase “Let’s make America Great again…” The citizens of the US have diluted themselves into believing we were ever great. Just look at our own past and recent history but that’s another topic for another time.
At what point will the citizens, the human beings of this planet decide enough is enough?
If you look at our planet from a distance you don’t see the boundary lines created by human beings. You only see these large land masses surrounded by water on this big rock traveling through space. Yet this big rock has to be shared by every living thing that inhabits it. So when is it enough?
I am not politically savvy nor do I claim to be. I am not worldly. I am an average citizen with a conscience that knows the difference between right and wrong, seeks out the good in others and believes that we are all connected to each other. We will either progress or fail together. So when is it enough?
We are at a time, in our short existence on this planet, when we can make a difference for the better not just for one political party, one country, one corporation/industry but for everyone. It takes the courage of the masses to get it moving. To stand up and make a collective voice be heard. To say “We’ve had enough.”
My generation may not do it in my lifetime but the generation we created can. I have belief in them and will stand and support them in any way I can for as long as I can. I am a human being capable of more than just destruction. I am capable of dreaming of a world with no wars, no senseless loss of life and where everyone has an equal chance no matter where they come from or what they believe.
I don’t have the right answers, I don’t know anyone that does and these are only my thoughts.
I am just one of the living things on this world we share.