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Thursday, May 20, 2004

inhuman human

I've looked humanity straight in the eye. I've spat in it's face. I've cried tears of blood, rallied cries against it. But what frightens me the most is that I recognise the face I hate so much. It's mine.

This is me. That female soldier giving a thumbs up sign beside the body of dead Iraqi in that photo is me. The suicide bomber taking innocent lives in an Isareli cafe is me, the destruction of Gaza and the massacre of innocent Palestine children is me.

How can we all be human? Is the umbrella of humanity so wide?

Yet, I don't understand why I just can't separate or distance myself from it. But I know I have to change it.

This isn't a rant. This is a cry for help. For the love of love. Someone hear me.

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