Why?
Why?
Why do you do this? What motivations stand beside you, what reasons do you have to bring such suffering upon us? For what reason do you feel that you should, must do these things? Why should we fight one another, petty differences cast between us as if they mean anything at all? Why must we stand apart, as if the oceans and rivers and lakes and little tiny slivers of land betwixt us are insurmountable barriers between you and me, between him and her, between father and son and nation and nation.
Why?
Who forces you to look at others and say they’re inferior? Why do you have to bring down those who try so hard to do nothing but stay alive? Do you feel like it’s a requirement to take a trickle of a difference, and turn it into an ocean? Why should one’s religion, their beliefs, their loves- anything- set them apart from you? What makes them monsters, and you human? Why? Is it the color of their skin? Their heart? Do you presume to know the intentions of every person, the factors of every situation, the basis of every problem? What do you feel to make yourself so shortsighted, so uncaringly biased? Why do you take everything you hear as fact except for the facts themselves?
Why? Why?
Must death be the answer? Why must pain be the resolution? Should the story end in tragedy- do you wish for our story to end in tragedy? Do you want to die? Are you so uncaring, so inconsiderate that the slightest inconvenience means more to you than the well being of others? Why? Why do you wish to peel apart in trying times, rather than come together? Does this benefit you? Us? Them?
Why? Will you even listen to me? Can this be stopped- can we stop it?
Can we not come together?