World Affairs And Beyond

In a world torn apart by war's despair, Where bombs fall, and hope's a rare affair. Running for life, each dawn unsure, In shadows of fear, where dreams obscure. Yet, in my mind's haven, a special place, Close your eyes, join me in this space. A garden green, by a peaceful lake, With the one I love, a sweet escape we make. No harsh words here, just kindness flows, Clouds painting stories as the gentle wind blows. A cottage by the water, our humble abode, Where love is planted, and dreams are sowed. In the backyard, a kitchen we've made, Growing our food, in the sunlight's shade. On the grass, I lay, clouds above me, Their shapes a dance, a sight to see. Breathing in peace, love, and joy, Free from the world's harsh employ. As I leave, the magic clings, A shield against the world's harsh stings. This refuge, my solace, a haven so grand, In the cradle of dreams, where realities stand. Strength to endure, in this secr

This is quite simple. Not hard to understand. In March 2011, anti-government protests broke out in Syria. Somebody somewhere instigated a revolution, which led to an uprising against a dictatorship, leading to the dictator bombarding his own people, which led to creating the "bad guys/terrorists", that led to the world heading in that direction to kill the "bad guys", which led to numerous civilian deaths, which led to strengthening the "bad guys", and the battle continues. Al Shifa Hospital, One of the first hospitals to be targeted by the regime killing several dozen civilians and doctors and nurses. Aleppo, Syria. Photo taken by: Jake Simkin

I can feel and understand how the invaded nations feel. If we don't move our wars to others' borders, if we remain peaceful, we are invaded. The invaders are not always correct in judging the strength of the invaded. Sooner or later, the habit of invading the apparently weaker has to stop at some point; if not on it's own, the invaded puts a stop to it for good.