I feel utterly unqualified to speak about the world these days. I don’t understand the complications of history. I don’t know the ramifications of power struggles.
I don’t comprehend how anyone can kill innocents and still hold onto innocence.
All I know is that when buildings fall down, people die. When titans clash, the futures of our children turn to dust.
I remember that we once dropped the biggest bombs that killed two hundred thousand people. It stopped the war. Forever, they said. But, it didn’t.
All I truly know is that retribution kills.
It isn’t necessary for a foreign country to invade us. It isn’t necessary for us to invade another country. There’s no reason for all of this. War what is it good for? Absolutely nothing.
Empathy and grace. Without them in abundance, it will go on forever.