An astronaut may orbit the earth in spacecraft and colonize the moon, but an astrologer watches the constellations of stars that house the spirits like he’s done for thousands of years from the sacred stairs of the ziggurats of Ur and tells of the stars that made us.
Walk around Turn around You’re the one Who knows better In this grim town You’re the stranger The faces lit ashen The shadows unseen Beneath the sun Ride on the wind Chase the eagle. Move to freedom.
Mania from menos the spirit or the mind the elevation of the senses the cultivation of imaginations with 4 shades of madness: Religious fervor in Dionysians Poetic possession by the Muses Erotic obsession by Aphrodite Pythias’s inspiration from Apollo. Thus is spoken.
People like to blame deities for tragedy of human lives to avert their fury to the forces unseen. But most problems in the world are manmade and not entirely unresolvable. Such is the case of the children of present-day Ethiopia. They are maimed or killed by weapons of political hegemony, territorial dispute, and ideological subjective for which no gods but humans are responsible.
According to an article from the Reuters, 3,320 children have been either killed or maimed as a result of stepping into buried explosives from the civil war between Prime Minister Ably Ahmed’s government and Tigrayan forces commanded by leaders of the TPLF, the party that controls most of the Tigray region and used to run the federal government. It is this TPLF’s use of land mines that destroys the lives of the children in the region. The number above of children casualties is, in fact, only a fraction of the reality when more children are becoming guiltless victims of furious greed and evil ambition. These children are put into a deadly game of Squid Game against their will, and it is a form of violation against children. In the west, people associate child abuse with sexual exploitation by default, whereas they are more exposed to physical beatings and mental harassment. The present case of Ethiopian children’s casualty applies to physical and psychological violence because the effects are indelibly carved on their bodies and minds, changing the course of their lives. If a fifteen-year-old girl stepped onto a landmine while trying to collect water from a river, would she be liable for losing her leg for life?
When it comes to war ranging from a domestic, familial fight to a full-scale national war, the memories become traumas that become lifelong narratives, depending on a child’s degree of sensitivity. But the children’s minds are like blanket slates where they write what the eyes see, and the ears hear. All children in the world, even in the remotest touch of civilization, are innocent and to be loved with care. However, my head swivels in wonderment when people seem to care more about children based on their countenance, preferably familiar with their kinds or attractiveness. Not only do Ukrainian refugee children deserve our attention, but Ethiopian children call our attention to stop this vile violence against children of any kind. So why not campaign against it with an international movement? Would Greta Thunberg be interested in the cause? I wonder.
Happiness is her poetry In a world where reality Is likeness of truth only With her flights of fancy That vies feverishly Though they sometimes flee And vanish into the high sky; Fleeting dreams pass by, Budding despair creep by, But the seeds of hope stay, Happiness, that is why.
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