While i continue to formualte my thoughts and feelings about my trip to Palestine i came across this somewhat unfinshed work in my personal folder (that seems to contain nothing but unfinished work) and decided to publish it anyway...it was inspired by the all too many children that perished before even gaining any awareness of life...i dont know what to call the piece so any title suggestions?

Why have you returned little one? Has your journey already come to an end?

Nay, it has just begun, I have returned because the place I was sent to was not prepared for the great deeds that I was to accomplish…they did not have love nor could they see beyond their illusionary vision….

What did you learn in your short stay?

I learned that the world is very immature and lost….fear consumes everything…this fear is then used to ignite the fire that has caused the world to never stop burning…during my short stay my only inclination was to use my small wings to carry my loved ones to safety…but I could not either find a safe place nor could my small wings bear to carry them all…

Do you hate those you have done this to you?

NO it is not them that I hate….but I hate what they have convinced themselves is right…I no longer exist for a principle that has been built on exploitation, the exploitation of innocent peoples fear….i hate their ignorance…their acceptance…and their justifications for no fear should manifest itself in hate that ends life before it has been allowed to flourish…

What do you hope can be accomplished from your departure?

I hope that it ends with me…though I know this will not be the case….I hope that I can serve as the conduit that shows people how senseless this is and how none will live in comfort so long as this continues…I am but a drop in the sea…but even a drop misplaced can cause a tidal wave…