The norms, the standards, the beliefs, the expectations, the behavior, the basic goodness I grew up with; the values instilled in me by my parents, my teachers, my role models, my guides are being shaken to the core.
I feel the ground shaking under my feet. I’m losing my moorings. I’m questioning what is happening around me.
Evil things are happening and there’s no check on them.
Seems evil is winning a ferocious battle and I was taught that good would always prevail.
Will it?
When I have no words, tears come to my eyes and express that pain.
I’m not naive enough to think that they will have a day of ‘profiles in courage‘ and make any significant decision that will ‘right‘ the ‘wrong‘ that is happening in the country.
I know plenty of people who have expressed their feelings.
Many have said … let it go. It’s time to accept and move on.
Give the guy a chance.
In my heart I know I can’t.
In my heart I know this isn’t the right way for the country to go.
It will eventually affect the way the whole world will go.
I’ve tired to put into words the feelings in my heart, my soul, my psyche.
Words fail me.
Scrolling through Facebook, I found some words that resonate to much with my own feelings.
I’d like to share them with you.
These words starkly and precisely say what I felt since November 8, election night.
While the Rio Olympics are going on, while the incessant “bombardment” of inane politics goes on, while children are getting ready to start this school’s term, while politicians continue their unwarranted push to dominate the little domains they oversee, this child suffers.
This child’s world has been up-ended.
He seems to be in shock, he’s alone, he’s hurt, he’s bleeding.
It this was humanity has come to?
Multiply that by thousands and you will see the results of humanity’s effort to dominate others.
CNN’s Kate Bolduan Begins to Cry While Sharing Video of Bloodied Syrian Child
~~Published on Aug 18, 2016~~
CNN’s Kate Bolduan is a reporter who asks tough questions and is often expressive and emphatic when she does it. Today, however, she was expressive in a very different way. While sharing a video of a five-year-old Syrian named Omran Daqneesh sitting in the back of an ambulance with blood and soot all over him, Bolduan was tasked with explaining that he and his family were pulled from the rubble that was once their house. She said that there had been an air strike — which is common, as the country has been embroiled in a violent civil war for years — but had to stop and compose herself a few times.
There is little point in describing her visceral reaction when you can watch it right here for yourself:
“What strikes me is we shed tears, but there are no tears here,” she observed as her voice cracked. “He doesn’t cry once. That little boy is in total shock. He’s stunned, inside his home one moment and the next, lost in the fury and the flurry of war and chaos.”
After sharing how many thousands have died in Aleppo, Syria, alone, she closed with, “This is Omran.
Little girl, trying to sleep in your bed
don’t listen to the sound of the bombs nearby
just close your eyes and try not to cry
and let your brother sing you a lullaby.
And don’t listen to the noise of the guns
as the bullets flash by your door, don’t cry
just think of the peace found in sleep
while your brother sings you a lullaby.
Little girl, as you sleep in your bed
when you dream, try not to dream of the day
when soldiers came with their guns
and took your father away.
And when you wake up to a new day
looking for the sun, through the dust and smoke
try to find some hope in that terrible place
as you and your brother strive to cope.
Little girl, war is the world of grown ups
and there is nothing you can do
even if you tell them of your fear and sorrow
no one will listen to you.
But when the war is over and done
and you no longer hear an exploding shell
maybe your young life will be a better place
more like Heaven and less like Hell.
It Is What It Is 