Stranger In the Mirror

Hello, stranger, if you could spare a moment or two I would like to have a drink and a little talk with you, something bugs me I wish you could enlighten me. You see, yesterday, unobserved, I saw you helping your fellow human beings there at the orphanage: I saw you feeding the kids and caring for the sick, I felt your gentleness right there, you touched me. Then I observed you playing with your little child, tossing her up in the air, catching her shrieking in a bear hug while her mother lovingly watched. I saw you crying at the sight of hungry children of bones and skin, while vultures circled above watching, waiting for death’s convulsion to come. Stranger, your capacity to love touched me. But today you seem to have suddenly changed, brother, would you please help me understand. You are slaying your fellow human beings, raping their women, firing your gun in anger. You come out of the cockpit after a bombing run, wiping out an entire village of innocent civilians. You pull the trigger and detonate a bomb that you strapped around your body, a demonic glee in your face as blood spilled in your own country. I do not understand how a creature blessed with God-like qualities capable of giving birth to a heavenly symphony could suddenly turn into a monster of such incomparable cruelty. An angel or a demon, Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde? Amadeus Mozart or Adolf Hitler? Stranger, damn it, answer me! Humanity, do you hear me?