Monday, Monday

It is Memorial Day here in the States

the day we have to thank those

who have

left the shores of home

and

gone away to

fight for what we call

Freedom.

Some returned

and

some

never did.

I am old enough to

remember

several of these

times,

and

I wonder

how many more I will see.

Today

we watch as the oil

fills the Gulf of Mexico.

We watch as

groups of people

kill eachother

and

blame the other for it.

We hear the world rise up

and

demand justice

for whichever

group

they think needs it.

We see thousands

march in the streets

condeming

racism

and

bigotry.

We hear

words of hate

and

violence.

We hear so called

men of god

rant and rave

about the fires of hell

consuming their enemies

and

the righteous

rising above it all.

We watch our children

go off to a war without end

to a land

where people kill eachother

and

blame the other for it.

Where hatred and predjudice

runs rampant

and

bombs explode

and

kill the innocent.

This is how it has been

forever.

The rich get richer

and

the poor

get sent off to war

and

if they are lucky

they get to hear our thanks.

We never learn

do we?

Just something I was thinking about today.