Weeping

WEEPING
Written by Dan Heymann
(Copyright to Heymann/Cohen/Cohen/Fox)
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I knew a man who lived in fear
It was huge, it was angry, it was drawing near
Behind his house, a secret place
Was the shadow of the demon he could never face
He built a wall of steel and flame
And men with guns, to keep it tame
Then standing back, he made it plain
That the nightmare would never ever rise again
But the fear and the fire and the guns remain

It doesn’t matter now
It’s over anyhow
He tells the world that it’s sleeping
But as the night came round
I heard its lonely sound
It wasn’t roaring, it was weeping

And then one day the neighbors came
They were curious to know about the smoke and flame
They stood around outside the wall
But of course there was nothing to be heard at all
"My friends," he said, "We’ve reached our goal
The threat is under firm control
As long as peace and order reign
I’ll be damned if I can see a reason to explain
Why the fear and the fire and the guns remain"

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This is a South African Anti-Apartheid Protest Song. Please take the time to listen to it if you get the chance. Josh Groban recently put it on his album awake. It is essential to remember that our freedom is not the norm in this world, and we cannot forget about those who currently do not have those freedoms.

Cairo Slums.

There are many things about the Middle East, Egypt in particular, that I love, but there are many things that I also hate. The Middle East, like so many other places in the world, allows for the blatant injustices that are occurring today to hit a person right in their face. One cannot turn their face away from the poverty as easily as one could in most Western/developed nations. (Maybe that in a way is a good thing). Anyways, this article describes ONE of such instances. Check it out. I actually visited similar areas while I was in Cairo. Expatriates call the area that I visited Garbage City. I must note however, that the area I visited (while very poor) is actually not as poor as other neighborhoods (aka...the neighborhood I visited had sewage...for the most part and a few paved streets). They stink with the stench of rooting garbage, some of which usually is set on fire. The rest of the garbage is then sorted and sold to recycling companies; this is the families of these areas make their living, so you can imagine its pretty poor. It is amazing to think that these families are probably poorer than them (after all at least those families have been able to find work). (Please forgive my inability to rotate the silly picture. I am still very new with this...stuff. yes, I know I should have rotated the picture then saved it then uploaded it. I recognize my mistake...but I don't exactly know how to fix it know that I've already put it into place...o well!!!!)