Peace be unto you, the Night seems to say to me...its Sounds unfiltered.....there is a rhythm here; disturbed only by my bouts of sneezing. A Lone Bird breaks the contralto of the night, a dog barks; a cat meows as if it is in mating. I realize I fell asleep watching the news, the TV is on Al Jazeera channel. In my semi state of sleep a repeat of the Cameron Merkel presser at Downing Street is underway. Images from the Paris attack are replayed for the umpteenth time. World leaders condemnation follows United in its grief. Even if you felt no pain; a somewhat sense of detachment you are forced to pay attention. 12 French citizens, some cartoonists and editors killed, a hostage situation at a coffee shop in Sydney...the 2007 Swedish artist Lars Vilks publishing drawings depicting Prophet Mohammed in a silly manner. The girls kidnapped by Boko Haram still not back.Salman Rushdie speaks. The West has taken a stance, the murders are given names brutal; barbaric and so forth No one has claimed responsibility for the attack but with all the speculation you are bound to connect it with a Religion. We live in a messy world. You poke fun at my Religion, I pull the trigger and retaliate, you write bad things about me, I hunt you down and mow you. You have Freedoms. Many Freedoms. Your Freedoms dont give you a license to taunt others whilst hiding behind the petticoats of such Freedoms. Expressing such Freedoms should not be done at the expense of the Dignity of others. What would happen if all the little kids brought guns to the school playing grounds and mowed down all the buĺlies during short break? Would we pay more attention to the plight of the bullied? The night sounds continue. A voice of a woman disturbs the night. I start to shiver and lock up the balcony door. Its peaceful here., far away from the City of Love. They say we are the worst province to live on. I chuckle. Look at Paris. I close the door as I start to shiver from the early morning breeze. Here the only disturbance is the croaking of some bull frogs....the sounds of crickets A lone car drives off in the horizon. King Williams Town sleeps.
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 22:05:19 +0000
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