As another Anzac Day...Tuesday, 25th April...approaches dark clouds of sadness descend and hover, refusing to disperse.
After all the years; after all the wars; the endless fighting, loss of lives, injuries, broken families, humans haven’t heeded history’s lessons. In blind ignorance they remain.
Man’s inhumanity to man continues. Appalling atrocities are inflicted, without guilt or pathos, upon the innocent.
Enemies of civilised people throughout the world, the tyrants, the oppressive despots, the dictators erroneously believe they are above the laws of decency.
The scrupulous among us, those of our own country and those of our allies abroad are forced to step up to the plate; be first through the door, selflessly putting their lives at risk to make the world a better place - for everyone - no matter one’s colour, culture or creed.
Our world is drenched in sorrow, with no signs of the suffering abating; no end to the mourning nigh. Instead, the intensity of concern, heartache, negativity, fear and unhappiness increases hour by hour.
Although uninvited and unwelcome, sadness resides in my heart. It’s a burdensome demon that refuses to leave.
I keep questioning why the road to “good overcoming evil” has to be so long. Why do millions of lives have to be lost along the way? Why is there no resolution in sight?
Human ineptitude and selfish megalomania for starters...need I go on?
Every man and woman of our Defence Force, past and present, are held in high regard as far as I’m concerned.
A son of dear friends is an honoured member of Australia’s Defence Force. My friends’ son has done three tours of the Middle East. He is now on home turf, and here he shall remain, based in Canberra, our nation's capital.
I believe I have a good imagination, but I can’t begin to imagine what my friends went through when their son was stationed in the overseas’ battlegrounds. I wouldn’t insult them by saying I know what they went through. I wouldn’t insult my friends by saying I had even the slightest inkling.
I do know every time I talk with them about their son, a lad I’ve not seen since he was a little boy, my eyes well with tears and my voice trembles. A feeling of pure pride engulfs me. I’m proud of the man he’s become. I’m proud of what he has done, and continues to do, not only for his country, but for every decent, civilised person throughout the world who desires peace and harmony.
Our Armed Forces, past and present, deserve our respect. Not expecting adulation, but certainly deserving of it, they are humble, not arrogant. They should be held in high esteem. They warrant our approval and glorification more than all the so-called “celebrities” and “sports’ heroes” combined.
May the sacrifices made by those who serve never become lost in the mists of time.
Our men and women of the Defence Force have my utmost admiration; that will never change. I wish the attitudes and actions of many humans who occupy space on this earth would change, and change soon.
Perhaps my wishes and I live in a Fool’s Paradise...
Oh! How I wish my wishes would become realities.
My wish is for everyone, everywhere, to exist in a moral, incorruptible world; a peaceful, loving world in which no parent’s child goes off to war.
Humans are dense – blinkered!
Why are humans incapable of learning history's lessons?
LEST WE FORGET...