How proud we should be to be human.
How proud indeed.
How civilized we are, to kill each other when given a chance.
How learned we are, to destroy anything that is different from us.
These pages of history that we have left mark on.
and these pages of today that we read each morning.
They tell a story.
Story of the terrors that we put in each other’s heart.
Of the power we feel at the helplessness of others.
Of how we beat humanity out of ourselves and others.
Of how people survive the crimes, that were once not seen as crimes.
Of being drunk on power and false idea of invincibility.
It is not a story of prejudices and hatred
fueled by differences; promoted personal gains.
They are not isolated incidents of few insane people.
This is a repeated history of everywhere,
Of people who don’t allow other’s to live a life of dignity.
It is a story of what we are.
Of how quickly we forget.
How calmly we live,
Knowing, but not caring
About hundreds of lives like ours,
being trampled by someone like us.
We humans. How proud indeed we should be.
it rains in my heart 