When the war is over I'll be thinking of a boy Will he come back or will I mourn I don't have time for the future I need him now So before tomorrow comes I'll love him deep And when the night comes I'll run and sleep No need to rush they won't dig his grave It's way too early I have prayers saved My love for him is dirty and blind It's soft and clear but like nature it's wild My dear young man whose country he loves He's a sacrifice with flesh and blood ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was sitting one night watching a series about WW1... And it came to mind scenes about mothers mourning their sons and wives their husbands. War took so many lives. I know that what I wrote is somehow far from being relatable to the situation, but it's all my simple mind and thoughts could come up with. There are wars going on in this world today but sadly most people do not care about what's going on. We live and breath in our own little bubble and we neglect the rest of the world. If there was nothing we could do then fine I'll acknowledge that I'm talking rubbish. But there is something; in fact there are millions of things we can do, if not to stop the wars that are going on, then at least to help those that are in war and give them hope that it will soon be over. We do not need another WW. Most people ignore what's going on in the world, if not for Facebook or Twitter reminding them with a change of picture or with a hashtag to pray for a city or a country, they wouldn't even bother to check what's going on in the other side of the planet. People are dying in Palestine everysingle day. People are dying in Syria. People are dying in Iraq. The UN is so focused on irrelevent things that it's fogotten why it's been put there in the first place. The UN needs to step up and stand by the innocents' side. Children are dying, being orphaned and left with no homes or playgrounds. Mothers and Fathers are loosing their children everysingle day. We need to do something about it. We need to take a stand and give a helping hand to those in utmost need of it. Please support the White Helmets: www.whitehelmets.org
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To me December is the month of love and warmth, beauty and self reflecting. I am the kind of person that loves simplicity, whether in conversation or in the way of living, so I like to surround myself with simple yet creative minds with whom I can talk about anything and everything. December, the coldest yet warmest month of the year. December means long and dark cold nights on the outside yet warm and cozy on the inside. It's the most misjudged and misunderstood month of the year. It's cold and gloomy and it certainly gives away a sad vibe, but it's a month where you can just sit in your room and reflect about how another year has passed and how another one is about to come. Whenever December comes I feel the urge to cry my heart out and purify it to welcome a new year. Since I was a child, I always believed that I'll become a doctor since the only thing that makes me happy is helping others and saving lives. Sadly that dream has somehow been marginalised by other irrelevant thoughts that others planted in my mind and that I didn't have the courage to refuse. We simply can't all have our Grey's anatomy fantasy come true; can we? On my 18th birthday I met a person that turned out to be the decision maker of my entire life. Because of that person, I took the risk and chose a field that now I regret more than anything else in my life.
All these thoughts come to my mind on every December's lonely night. How much I respect that person will never change though I'm having a hard time because of him-since it was my choice and not his- but I had to blame someone else besides myself to feel better. He's a soul I don't regret knowing. I hate going through the IFS but; if I had the chance to turn back time I'd confess, I'd be more honest and maybe I'd choose a different path. |
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