Overarching Genocide

Overarching Genocide Noah built the wooden Ark in his homeland instructed by God to save his wife three sons and their wives from drowning a life raft rescue boat of sorts with three decks and only one door and two of each kind of animal species for rebuilding a habitat once the floods had receded once the deluge had clearly stated its purpose Lots of carpentry was involved and grafting and crafting carving out new beginnings no coincidence maybe that Jesus became a carpenter much later when he lived the Ark of the Covenant two tables of stone commanding ten simple rules given to Moses telling us even today what to do and what not to especially not to kill come hell and high water Noah and his folks were olden day refugees displaced involuntary migrants with only one choice to live or to perish make the best of the threats vagaries of existence the dire message facing extinction They were given the task to start again from scratch on a fresh even footing to create new foundations not built on water not on quick sand When the waters vanished the dust had settled and the door opened wide the Ark is said to have balanced on the Mountain of Ararat or maybe Mount Judi in South Eastern Anatolia close to nowadays’ Sirnak a gruelling hot spot of guns and grenades tanks and fanatical killing with flash floods of blood commandments forgotten only a trickle of kindness God’s message was meant to last with Christians Jews and Muslims all telling the story of the flood Tsunami quaking of earth trembling in awe taking history and metaphor constitution of rights and of duties from one place to the next from Ararat in the Armenian genocidal Highlands to Yerevan Auschwitz Phnom Penh Mosul Sarajewo Kigali and Allepo God might say ‘told you so but you would not listen’ and so we are carrying on in our own wayward capricious intolerable disobedience until we are swept away killing others in cold blood and also ourselves when climate change melting ice carbon in ozone flood low lands and self-righteous high grounds when God wants to save all of the lot Could we not heed the call the signs on the tables life liberty and pursuit of happiness ‘egalite liberte fraternite’ and apply those principles to all women children and men many of which are enslaved in hunger instead loose houses arms legs and dignity and a simple place to be safe and secure tend to their gardens and families and pray to the God Who is kind loving and compassionate but instead a deluded torrent of fight and flight drives humans to give up the ghost or flee for their naked skin on their impoverished backs in long death marches from Sirnak shelled and not sheltered by descendants of Noah in dinghies over the seas to Greece Italy Malta and onwards to a filthy rich Europe that does not contain them ‘It was not me’ who stood by when Ottomans killed Armenian Christians when Jews Slavs Sinti and Roma were gassed in genocidal crematoria when Pol Pot’s Khmer Rouge assembled mountains of torture and skulls when Saddam Hussein applied chemical warfare and ethnic cleansing when Sarajewo was besieged from the hills by Bosnian and Serbian Serbs When Tutsis were murdered by Hutus in a rage of mindless systematic rape slaughter mutilation and covered in banana leaves to avoid being spotted by aerial photography supplied by a fig leaf of conscience draped by a world refusing to listen to acknowledge chose instead to ignore cast a blind eye Today it is Syria but let us not forget Yemen Sudan Somalia and the Congo And ‘it was not me I am merely an innocent bystander’ covered in blood smirched and discredited disgraced and yet responsible at least by proxy But who was and is it then failing to act in deed not only in words surely it is neither Noah who shouldered the oceans who fled and took refuge nor is it God who’s to blame ‘it is me after all’ who should build Noah’s Ark Finalised on 27th August 2016 Contest: Take That Dagger From My Heart Please II First entered into contest 'Noah's Arc