Nothing Changes

“Diplomacy is never dead.”

That’s  what the man in the black suit said!

Gaza Live: Hamas broke truce, says Israel calling off

ceasefire.

Silence and  tremours after the blast

I hear  nothing now how long will it last.

It is so dark and dusty in here I cannot breath I cannot see

Where are you mum  are  you still near, can you hear me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Quiet, then the sound of voices and moving rubble

Panic in their  voices they cannot reach him, what’s the trouble.

It’s  no good this woman is dead

The child is  too there’s a hole in his head

 

Why do we never learn, why does nothing change.

 

 

11 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Let's CUT the Crap!
    Aug 01, 2014 @ 23:38:09

    Good question. 😮 😦

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  2. Paul
    Aug 02, 2014 @ 03:29:46

    That is such a sad situation – both sides have lost so many. How does the Bible put it ? : Their blood cries out from the ground. (To paraphrase) The NGO War Child started in the UK and now has a few other operations in other countries, including Canada. The Canadian chapter founder and director is a woman called Samantha Nutt, a physician of great regard who has worked for years in war torn countries helping women and children in war zones. The stories are horrific. She lives here in Ottawa and has published a book on war children called ” Damned Nations: Greed, Guns, Armies and Aid”.. I actually got it from the library and started to read it and it was so horrific, I couldn’t finish it. And I’m not an overly emotional person. For example she tells the story of the first time she volunteered to help doctors in war torn countries when she was a young doctor. Her very first post was in a ravaged country in Africa where fighting was still going on. She was assigned to a group of doctors giving much needed medical attention to women and children in a particularly hard hit village. That first morning news of the doctors setting up a clinic travelled fast and soon they had a line up of hundreds of women carrying or holding children. She said the eerie part was that they stood in line completely silently – not a single voice or sound. It was hot and dusty and a feeling of hopelessness pervaded the clinic. So many children with such basic needs – food, fresh water, safety. No way to fix those war-caused issues – just “band-aid” cures that would leave the children just as bad off when the doctors left. Late in the day a woman presented herself in her turn with a small child held carefully in her arms. Samantha took the child to examine him and the child was dead. Apparently the translators said that the child was barely alive when the woman joined the line early that morning and she had waited all day in the heat without a peep, taking her turn with others whose condition was just as bad. By the time she got to the front of the line the child had died. The other doctors told Samantha that was not unusual.

    It was at this point that she apparently realized that the solution was going to have to be political and it was also at this point that I could no longer handle the story and put the book away.

    She has continued her work for a few decades now. The stories are so gut wrenching that they are hardly understandable by those in first world countries. The children are so vulnerable to war and those that do survive are scarred for life. What you write of Willow is horrific and needs more public attention. Thank you.

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    • willowdot21
      Aug 02, 2014 @ 05:47:16

      Hi Paul thank you for alerting me to this fabulous woman’s book. There is so much suffering in this world due to natural causes that only idiots like us humans would knowingly add to it. I am appalled by the plight of children in war zones. Not only are they living under a regime of fear with their lives daily threatened some are bullied and coerced into being child soldiers boys and girls some as young a five given guns and forced to fight bloody wars. There is no child protection there and rape and beatings are common. What hope for the world if these lost souls grow up to become adults and repeat the cycle or worse become leaders. I only know what I see and read in the news or books but honestly Paul I weep for the world, what have we done . Here are two of my poems one on the subject of Aid and one on Children soldiers. https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2011/08/06/278/ and https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2012/04/18/no-weep-for-your-mother/ Thank you for your reply Paul as ever you have knowledge of value and wisdom to impart. Be well and happy Paul and ask who ever you believe in to help us be better creatures! xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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  3. Paul
    Aug 02, 2014 @ 05:54:35

    Thise are powerful posts you linked Willow. very real and heart wrenching. Thank you

    Reply

  4. williamricci
    Aug 02, 2014 @ 23:56:53

    Thank you Willow for a powerful poem, and to Paul for your comment about Samantha and her book. I just ordered this. The more we write, post, and share the more we can help and make a difference.

    Reply

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