Good to have you riding along with us.

You ,are why we are here.and together we will light a candle of hope.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

In the name of Allah, stop.

The former El-Salvadoran archbishop Oscar Romero, ended in one his radio commentary march 23/1980 to members of the army and security forces. By saying " My brothers, they are part of our own people. You are killing your own fellow peasants.God's law " thou shalt not kill" takes precedence over a human being's order to kill. No solider is obliged to obey an order that is against God's law. No one has to obey an immoral law".
Sadly, he paid the prize for challenging the foces that be. Now can we say in the name of Allah, stop killing the people, simple because they wanted to be free?

There is a story in the bible about the Israeli under the Pharaohs bandage in Egypt, most probable around 1876 B.C. Some 420 years, that was a long time, till at last their prayer was answered. The uprising began,
and Moses clashes with the Egyptian dynastic with a request " let my people go "

Here we are in the 21 centrey, and circumstances in the East demond, free the people.Egpyt just close a chapter, and begin another. The rest of East need to follower and grant the people a just way. It is hard to think that killings and death is inevitable, but doest it as to happen on the scale of which it is ? I think not, why are the people blood been splited. In the name of Allah, stop it, and give the mases there freedom.

Yemen, Libya, Syria, rulers of the East in the name of Allah, STOP!


That is my take, and that is hope to live by.

Monday, March 21, 2011

FRIENDS.

" A man that hath friends must show himself
friendly, and there is friend that sticketh
closer than a brother" Proverbs.




" Faithful are the wound of a friend; but the
kisses of an enemy are deceitful" Psalm.


" A friend is one who know you and love
you just the same" Elbert Hubbard.


May I say this? thanks for the permission. It is
this, as you grow older,or should I say
mature. Bring true friends along, do not
leave them behind. Do not count the days,
only cherish the moments,better.let laughter
 fills the air, even then live is changing for
 the better.




That is my take on friends, and that is hope to live by.

The weeping child ( poem ).

The weeping child whose tries will not stop.
A million, and counting pinky eyes
O Christ living on this oppressive lot,
landmines, bubbly traps, gifts by
warmongering hands.



The weeping child, tries drops mark each
spots prints engraved too for a miles. The
silence once who can bear, much less to
share. The apocalyptic is here and the
child is at the open fair.



The weeping child, defining love in on adult
controlling world telling us it is a cause
worth the act. Damn! oh damn am a child
we are everywhere. Moreover, our tries
never stop, will the dawn of time change that?
Weeping child you and the ocean is a alike,
but for you my child ,weeping will cease
I hope it will.



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