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hey all. this si a piece of free writing that i did a few months ago. i don't remember when but i know that it was after i talked with one of the several people whom i know that are serving in or near Iraq right now. i was thinking of submitting it to the editorial section in our school news paper,but i want to know opinions on it. tell me what you think.
I'm so tired of crying...
You listen to the news about the war, praying and wishing that the loved ones you know stay out of harm's way and that the fatal telegram never reaches your door...
That the loved one(s) that left so long ago come back after the silences without them...that this time of conflict passes quickly, and yet you hear about it day after day from people around you and the radio and the television...
You come home angry and agitated about the day. Afraid for those loved ones. It's hard to understand...
Why is it that we war?
Why is there such violence from a people who claim that they want to create a world with no violence? why do the innocent have to sit on the sidelines in constant worry while their husbands and wives and friends travel to God Forsaken lands and risk their lives all because of a few orders from arrogant bastards who want to impose their lives and views upon other people and are too cowardly to duke it out one on one with the person they are angry at? where have the ideals of chivalry gone? and why have the leaders of the world forced people to fight for them and leave their families in silent battles of their own?
Silent battles...praying day after day that the one's who're loved will come back when this schuffle is over. And pray their thanks when the day is over and that person has survived just that little bit longer. Silent battles with the anguish felt when they hear news from those they've longed to see for so long only to hear about their own silent battles faught away from the field and within their own minds and hearts...pain to deep to see...to deep to heal with any drug or bandage or needle with thread.
People say that war is no place for the weak-hearted...but it is no place for ANYONE. And so why do we put so many people through it?
Why do we force each other to face a horror each hour? We are people with different shape;different color, but the same ideals to want to keep their loved ones alive for years to come.
Where is it in our lives that we become so heartless? so cruel to the people around us and so cold? Why is it that children can find that peace within each other that adults want so much to find? what is it about a child that invokes acceptance no matter who the other being may be?
Somewhere along our lives, we forget how to forgive, how to accept, understand, smile, and how to love. Our world is falling apart and people have begun falling blind to pitiful problems that are unimportant.
Like children, we need to learn to shrug off the previous day's scuffles and start out a fresh day with a smile.
How else are we to survive?
-Amanda
I'm so tired of crying...
You listen to the news about the war, praying and wishing that the loved ones you know stay out of harm's way and that the fatal telegram never reaches your door...
That the loved one(s) that left so long ago come back after the silences without them...that this time of conflict passes quickly, and yet you hear about it day after day from people around you and the radio and the television...
You come home angry and agitated about the day. Afraid for those loved ones. It's hard to understand...
Why is it that we war?
Why is there such violence from a people who claim that they want to create a world with no violence? why do the innocent have to sit on the sidelines in constant worry while their husbands and wives and friends travel to God Forsaken lands and risk their lives all because of a few orders from arrogant bastards who want to impose their lives and views upon other people and are too cowardly to duke it out one on one with the person they are angry at? where have the ideals of chivalry gone? and why have the leaders of the world forced people to fight for them and leave their families in silent battles of their own?
Silent battles...praying day after day that the one's who're loved will come back when this schuffle is over. And pray their thanks when the day is over and that person has survived just that little bit longer. Silent battles with the anguish felt when they hear news from those they've longed to see for so long only to hear about their own silent battles faught away from the field and within their own minds and hearts...pain to deep to see...to deep to heal with any drug or bandage or needle with thread.
People say that war is no place for the weak-hearted...but it is no place for ANYONE. And so why do we put so many people through it?
Why do we force each other to face a horror each hour? We are people with different shape;different color, but the same ideals to want to keep their loved ones alive for years to come.
Where is it in our lives that we become so heartless? so cruel to the people around us and so cold? Why is it that children can find that peace within each other that adults want so much to find? what is it about a child that invokes acceptance no matter who the other being may be?
Somewhere along our lives, we forget how to forgive, how to accept, understand, smile, and how to love. Our world is falling apart and people have begun falling blind to pitiful problems that are unimportant.
Like children, we need to learn to shrug off the previous day's scuffles and start out a fresh day with a smile.
How else are we to survive?
-Amanda