Call me a dreamer, but I believe the world can be changed. Sometimes I feel like I’m an outsider looking in, especially when I stop to study what’s happening to our families. I don’t know if anyone else wakes up screaming over how we live with our mates, family, friends and even acquaintances. Viewing the evening news or reading daily newspapers is so overwhelming, seeing how we degrade ourselves and take for granted the wonderful gift of life.
Our domestic lives are in crisis. Whatever happened to communication skills, attending therapy if needed, or just simply leaving a relationship when there’s absolutely no way to settle differences? Now men batter and maim, murder and mutilate their mates, and even kill their innocent children. To harbor such intense rage towards someone you once loved is totally inexcusable to me.
Women aren’t immune to performing acts of brutality either. For example carelessly risking life by indulging in unsafe sex, undergo pregnancy giving birth to beautiful infants, and viciously ending their newborn lives, while infertile women are devastated, aching to hold an infant in their loving arms.
Our children are being taken cared of by caregivers, who sometimes abuse that trust, vilely using young lives, and forever changing the safety we attempted to offer as parents.
Crimes aren’t random acts anymore. Our precious lives can be horribly altered by someone seeking a lousy ten dollars. Now I don’t dare smile, or give a friendly glance at the driver alongside me, fearful of road rage, because I don’t know what their mental state is.
In schools I don’t know how teachers handle current events. When newspapers are handed out for our children to cut out articles to write essays on, how do we handle questions or console their shock when they view what I read daily? There are articles on sexual, verbal and physical abuse, mutilating crimes, hate crimes, corruption and always the brutal effects of war. Hidden deep in back pages are miniscule articles on wonderful, human nature stories, far and few between.
Freedom of speech prevents censoring the newspapers so I can’t hand out pages which look like Swiss cheese. I realize our children are being forced to mature faster, and leave the innocence of childhood behind. We can’t conceal what’s happening in the world by placing them in a large bubble world, so how do we protect them?
I believe we have to go back to basics, slow down and teach our children by returning to a more caring world, beginning with our own individual families by teaching simple respect for each other. I believe if others would wake up feeling disturbed towards what’s occurring in our world, and start to care, then we can begin to slowly repair the damage. I believe we can start by simply caring for our neighbors and their children, attempting to avert the downward moral spiral we’re in. I believe it can be done, just one person at a time.
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