Author Topic: dead babies  (Read 193 times)

Offline donni

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Re: dead babies
« on: December 16, 2012, 06:24:01 pm »
but i will attempt to answer u in this way-

"...Our Littlest Echo, sits pensive and wounded before us. He speaks loudly this little boy lost, of the carnage-the barbaric savagery of war. His little face needs to be taken to Washington and held before the world. He is everybody's child--he is the loudest voice--the most articulate of speeches--the most thoughtful of banners, of what we have become. The men in black helmeted uniforms with their clubs and shields need to unmask and see what the people cry peace for. This babe is the son of their loins--their future.
 
They need to throw their helmets and clubs aside and join the world in its cry for survival for that's what it has come to.
 
And the Littlest Echo, and all whom he represents; be they a U.S. Soldier's son--an Afghanistan child or an Iraqi youngster----what have they to say if they could? "I am the lie that you believed. My stunted arms represent a world grown callous and cold, unable to lift the suffering-the helpless-the lonely--the dispossessed--the sick and the stranger from a world gone mad in its selfish egotistical pride that sees only to its own desires--lusts--and conquests. My stunted legs represent a world unable, through deformity, to run to the aid of another, to take a stand, to become involved locally-domestically or globally with others in bettering their communities and nations. My eyes see beyond your petty jealousies, your unforgiveness-one to another, your drunkenness, your abuses, your bias, prejudice, hate, anger, greed, ego, and arrogant self righteousness. You look upon me with pity--you need not. For I am just like you only inside out. If for a brief moment in time the deformities of your own natures--your spiritual void, your lewd lusts, your indifference and murder of the innocents; through war or domination, could be made manifest, it is you who would be the one to be pitied and I most whole. I am a world without song--without laughter--without joyful dance. Make me whole, make us whole. Go and speak where I cannot. You must persist, you are about Truth-Love-and Peace. You are about the saving of the whole of the Earth, believe me you are. This is the real mission, and you will win, for where there is great evil--love abounds even more. Tell them, shout it, sing it, we will have Peace, we will not be silenced."-judith moriarty

so what is the difference?