There are wars going on everywhere , innocent people get hurt through no fault of their own , in the wrong place they wander and wonder how come they suffer , why are they suddenly dodging bullets when yesterday they played football with their children and watched them roam free amongst the trees. Today they dig their children’s graves with empty hearts void of emotion. All they know is they have to keep moving , the animal instinct for survival keeps them busy , they do their best for their loved one’s hurriedly burying them lest the enemy returns; when all the signs of their loved one’s existence are gone , they flee to mountains and hidden places to take their revenge , revenge is all they have left to feel. They dare not sit alone and think; to do this would bring their loved ones back to memory and memory they knew would kill them and the enemy would have won. They are now driven by an alien power and this is what keeps the blood flowing through their veins; they must not weaken,survival is all they can allow into their mind.
What do we say to these people , how can we ever understand ? All we can do is offer them love and maybe in time they will allow the memories to arise of the days they played football and did all the things we all do every day because we are free and not at war.Much love is needed , much care and understanding will we hope help a little healing.