You know it’s not hard to see that there’s this great imbalence and that things aren’t right. And you know i know that but for me i suppose it really hits home if i stop and think about this moment, because it’s happening right now
In the same moment you have a generation who is sitting around, entertaining themselves, watching reality television which to be honest is anything but real – while you have a child who is being prostituted behind closed doors and robbed of their innocence.
It’s not fair that we can go about consuming every single material option that comes our way, while widows and orphans are stripped of life’s basic dignities because they are victims of a conflict that simply isn’t theirs.
It’s not fair that there’s a generation who are choking on their obesity while at the same time there are 30.000 children who will die today for lack of food.
It’s not fair that we can sing and dance and jump around in our freedom and in our liberty while at the same time the slave remains captive – out of sight and out of mind.
It’s not fair that we can sit and watch the evening news from the comfort of our living rooms and pity those who live with the storm hit, or where the ground shook, or where the water rose – simply feel sorry for them and then change the channel and get on with supper.
Who are we to forget the downtrodden or the oppressed or the marginalised while we go about chasing the dream.
We see this imbalance and we amend: “that’s not right, that’s not fair” but too often that’s all we do – because for us to do any more is actually going to cost us something.
When we ignore the prostitute and child – we actually lend our hand to their abuse.
When we ignore the widow and the orphan in their distress – we actually add to their pain.
When we ignore the slave who remains captive – it’s us who’s entrapping them.
When we forget the refugee – it’s us who is displacing them.
When we choose not to help the poor and the needy – we actually rob them.
Perhaps the only fair thing to say is that when we forsake the lives of others – we actually forsake our own.
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