I hope you will never hear bombs, child
and hide in bunkers for hours, sometimes even days
I pray you will never have to flee in fear for your life
and sleep in ruins with strangers, with no comfort
May you never be afraid of soldiers and the sounds of their boots
and fear the night and the darkness and the dreams that may come
I hope you will never be so hungry that you eat a raw potato
which you dug out with your hands in a field far from home
May you never know war, child, and may peace be upon all of you.
The Happy Quitter
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I can’t help but think about my Grandma these days. She had heard the bombs in her youth, and she had to flee home.
I wonder what she would say to me now and how she would look at this world.
The other day, I made a remark to a friend. “I feel like I don’t fit into this world anymore,” because that’s how I often feel these days.
Her answer took my breath away: “What would it say about you if you fit into this world?”
I didn’t answer. She put my head straight. What a relief it is not to fit in.
Yes. That’s exactly it. Beautiful article Bridget 🌹
Thank you. I am glad you read it and liked it.
I also feel I am no longer equipped to fit in with this world. There was so much promise when we were younger. It has all gone to hell. 😒
We are not alone. I am certain that many feel that way. I feel robbed. I had high hopes for this planet, I thought we would get smarter. Now I see how wrong this was.
The current generation is not to blame for the mistakes of previous generations. But it will be to blame for the mistakes of future generations if it does not learn from them.
I don’t think we can be blamed for the mistakes future generations will make but we surely are responsible for the mess they will inherit.
Not the mistakes of future generations. The mistakes of our own generation. And we do a lots of these days.