“If we learn nothing else from this tragedy, we learn that life is short and there is no time for hate …”
Sandy Dahl, the wife of Flight 93 pilot Jason Dahl.
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Day by day the games of peace and war damage the strength of humanity that holds the parallels and the meridians on Earth at the right place so we can exist not only today, but tomorrow too. The humanity, once valued as priceless by me, by you, by all of us who find grace and happiness first and most of all in the laughter of children, that humanity now suffers, weak and burning in pain. That humanity is almost brought down to the ground, praying on tired knees for a change and a ray of hopeful light.
I wonder how many days with smoke and flames, how many towns destroyed under the liquid sunshine we have to witness, to realize that in these foolish games only the innocent leave their lives buried in ashes and concrete. How many memorial services we have to swallow through eyes torn apart by the salt of the tears, how many names we have to engrave through the flowers left in memory, to understand that in these foolish games kindness dies first and the new day that comes carries rage and sadness that leads to new games, new wars, new tragedies … ?
The man with an engagement ring in the pocket that never came back home from work; the son whispering “I love you” on the phone to his mom, knowing there are minutes left to live; the little boy that never got a birthday present from his dad, because he was on duty saving someone else’s life; Who will explain the rules of the big games to all these strangers? Who will tell them that they’ve reached the finishing line without the right to throw the dice? Who asked them if they want the title “A winner with a special prize- the death”?
I can go on forever, upset by how the world has become, how easy people choose to fight in the name of power over faith, in the name of lost causes over hurt ego and pride, but today is not about blaming who’s fault were the tragedies, today is about the fallen and their families, a day to honor the memory of all who lost their lives! And we can hope, we can only hope that the blood and the tears shed will help humanity to give the world a lesson, to give every nation a purpose to treasure the peace and the colors of smiles left …
© 2011 Broken Sparkles