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People injured in what the government said was a chemical weapons attack, breathe through oxygen masks as they are treated at a hospital in the Syrian city of Aleppo March 19, 2013 (Reuters / George Ourfalian) : http://rt.com
Probes from Khan al-Assal show chemicals used in the March 19 attack did not belong to standard Syrian army ammunition, and that the shell carrying the substance was similar to those made by a rebel fighter group, the Russian Foreign Ministry stated.
RT's LIVE UPDATES on Syrian 'chemical weapons' crisis > http://rt.com/news/syria-crisis-live-updates-047/... (more)
In chorus, they sing, kill them, it’s not a sin
They yell, to incite
Kill them, Kill them, they chant
Lunatic frenzy, at its peak
Marauding mob chants vociferously
In chorus, they sing, kill them, it’s not a sin
They are at the gate
The mob yells, “hand over them”
They are the one, to be killed
Sane one pleads, leave them
In chorus they sing, kill them, it’s not a sin
They coerces the way, to take away
The wounded soldiers and the nursing hand
Trophies in the hand of blood thirsty mob
The mob ask... (more)
...it all into the abyss...
Do we need a giant vacuüm ?
To sweep clean all the hate
To polish our sacred values
To clear the dust of ignorance
Inside a stunted self...
Are we of fragile substance?
Lifting our hands in violence
Wounding a fellow being
This must never be the intention
Life is so much more magnificent
When we gift our hearts...
I continue to pray
To beg for mercy
For all mankind to
Live in JOY, PEACE, KINDNESS, FREEDOM
Nurturing our higher ... (more)
...open. I now know exactly what happened to this twenty-three year old physiotherapy intern, so far unnamed. If you are at all sensitive to these matters it might be best if you read no further. She was gang raped, horrible enough in itself, but the details of what was inflicted on her, the violence and the mutilation, are almost beyond any horror that I have the power to conceive. What happened had nothing to do with sex and desire. It was an act of atavistic and sadistic hatred. It was an act that goes deep into India’s heart of darkness.
It was the evening of 16 December.... (more)
...and defiling with hungered presence
- "Come my enemy, give life to me by your hate"
A leprous char to remain in the abandon of slanderous consumption
The takers of hope are meant to be, giving life to survivor's dreams
- "Come my enemy, give life to me by your violence"
Cherished visions have no meaning unless colored with blackened attacks
Their worth determined by the crackling heckles of many jealous lovers
- "Come my enemy, give life to me by your acridity"
Victory will never give birth till hate eagerly prevents its hasty... (more)
Breathes there a one with soul so dead
As never to oneself have said
No matter what excuses may be pled
A child is dead!
In a seemingly prosperous Florida town
A young black boy was wantonly gunned down
The police were summoned and quickly came
But the lad lay dead all the same.
Must we not all wonder why?
A happy, friendly child had to die.
He went to the store and was coming back
Then was slain for the crime of “walking while black.”
For too long this has been the case
People hating people based on... (more)
I lit the coals with yearning,
deeper than times sand.
I stoke them daily with nature's trinkets
Mischievously taking you in hand.
Tender violence my guide
Bringing you to passions door
The flames burn hot and long
We consummate the lore
Fighting to feel not wanting to resist
Together in universal rhythm we tread
Heat of friction driving your desire
Caught in throes, an endless sky our bed
Tied with bonds of forbidden
Bringing creation to savor the burst,
I find you my... (more)
...the color of my skin, the dark circles under my eyes, the length of my nose, the girth of my belly? Do you know that walking to my car creates anxiety? I grab my keys in a way that will act as a weapon; I make sure I have a knife on me always, though these things have never delivered me from violence or saved me from anything. Do you know that I struggle with violence a hundred times an hour? Not only my self-imposed violence toward me or others, but of the perceived violence I see directed at me in every face? Do you know that I always try to help others? Do you know though having been... (more)
...couple of months before, in that very same spot. If we had turned up just five minutes later, there would have probably been five more just like him....
Unfortunately he had not been so lucky.
On making the above incident known publicly shortly after during an open meeting about violence, including police violence in our municipality, the local police chief who was present at the time, was most sceptical to my story and mentioned that he would be checking it out at headquarters with those who had been on patrol that night. When he paid me a visit later that week, he of course... (more)
Whether our life circumstances be happy or harsh,
We have the chance to send forth a ripple even when we cannot make a wave.
From a mountain of despair,
We can work to cleave a stone of hope.
Into an ocean of dismay,
We can cast out a rope.
The world abounds with frightening stories.
Tales of woe in our ears ring.
In turbulent times, fear commonly springs,
Clutching our hearts and ripping our souls on beating bat wings.
We ask of ourselves, “Oh, what can we do?”
For comfort and aid, whom can we turn to?
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