In this land
those who fight for their lives
those who fight for their lives
bury their dead;
those who fight for their god
bury the living.
God is in Heaven,
wringing His hands,
despairing of His Creation.
There are no virgins here
and hell is full of martyrs.
sisters: innocent, virginal:
bar that soft space between their thighs.
testosterone alive they came,
that sordid band of sordid men
took turns in their defilement.
The mango tree bears witness
and gives its boughs in testimony,
those boughs whereon those sisters hang,
a noose around each neck,
heads forever bowed in shame.
Here, in this land
vultures both bird and barely human,
wait to pick at the bones of children
of a lesser God.
Here too hyena howls
as he tears at the viscera.
No clean death here,
rather that to distil a final dread.
The child (smiling)
holds a decapitated head.
nihilistic psychopath, smiles, proud,
as he stands knee-deep
in that primordial soup from whence we came.
How did it come to this?
What have we become?
(And God weeps wails distraught at His Creation.
There are no virgins here and hell is full of martyrs.)
I don’t know about you good folks – but I despair of/am (so) afraid for mankind. I do know (and realise) that we human things are and have been capable of the most barbaric and grotesque atrocities since we slithered out of the primordial soup. We are whether we admit to it or like it or not – tribal. That is what we are.
We cling to our identities, what we thinks make us who we are. We cling to our class our caste our religion our colour our gender our intellect– whatever we thinks makes us superior to the man standing next to us. We look up to our God in the same way we feel easy in looking down on those we think inferior. We are tribal. That is what we are.
Accepting diversity – hell no, we are afraid of it, afraid of them. We don’t understand their different ways their different cultures their different way of thinking, no more than they wish to understand ours. We are tribal. That is what we are. We are afraid of what we don’t understand. (And sometimes we should be sorely afraid.)
I must admit that of late I had become Islamaphobic – fearing those zealots’ who purport to follow Islam. Please understand I don’t fear all that follow Islam – yet I am (still) afraid of it. I fear/feared those who wish the entire world to bend their knees to Islam would have their way – for this crazy thing of human rights and the fear of offending others will leave us weak and vulnerable.
Yet this article in The Telegraph put me right. For those in Isil are nihilistic psychopaths and it up to us in the rest of the world – whether it be east or west – to rout them out – for if not, if we stand back afraid – they will overcome. F*ck whether there is oil or not – we must preserve humanity.
Tis true that in our sordid past, much evil has been done in the name of Christianity – so we (who are born into this faith) cannot be smug and sit back in judgement. We must admit to our own branch of evil.
We must admit to what is front of our eyes NOW.
The world is now a tiny space, what with the Internet and the freedom of travel. And (because of this) present day evil is so easy to leave at our door, no, enter it. Whatever the guise, evil is and always has been ever-present and we must pull ourselves out of the primordial soup and stamp it out. But we will not, for some – the majority(?) - of us in the west are so wrapped up in the touchy-feely of ‘human rights’ we forget what human rights truly mean.
Off on a tangent: whilst watching the (horror of the) news at work with a resident, she remarked: It’s always men isn’t it? And I had to agree with her (as I had thought this myself) – for 99.9% of the time – it always is.
What say you men?
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Author: Rennett Stowe from
: Mount Sinjar
http://www.indiatimes.com/news/more-from-india/indias-shame-gangrape-of-dalit-sisters-sparks-global-outrage-151778.html WARNING: graphic image.