Being Human

There are places in this world where seldom a day goes by where someone doesn’t weep. Where the night rings out in gunshots… and no one ever soundly sleeps. Where, if you look and listen closely no children can be found because where they used to play and run and laugh is now a battleground. There are people in this world… too many to count its sad to say Who, if they don’t hear a bomb go off in 24 hours… they say it’s a good day. There are people living in constant fear… who only want that fear to cease who have given up everything they own for a chance to live in peace. Who have been forced to leave their land… where their neighborhoods and schools were burned leaving the only home they’ve ever known… never knowing if they’ll return. Who go on a harrowing journey… wondering will they live… will they be sold… and if they survive this arduous odyssey… not knowing what their future holds. Have you ever thought about their plight? How their life has been forcibly redesigned…. How whatever joy they feel at being given a new life Is mixed with sadness for the life they left behind? There are people in the world… who only want a chance to grow to learn and to be free Men and women and children…. human beings… like you and me. There are other human beings who for whatever reason, hatred, bigotry or fear refuse to acknowledge these other humans… who scream… You are not welcome here! Who ignore their pleas for help, their heartache and their pain… which makes wonder when did being human… become so inhumane?