It’s Monday, and I am ANGRY!

I suppose it is common enough to be less than chipper on a Monday, but today is a corker. And the anger has arrived from all sides, with a vengeance.

An 11 year old with a beautiful soul, a bright and glorious child, emotionally contorted by a singular parent hell-bent on his own destructive agenda to the child’s detriment. So, every little bump becomes a mountain of tension and worry.

A mother, shining bright in determination and love, having to watch, and wait, and patch and console, and ache.

And mothers, and fathers, hiding in rubble, striving to protect children from the callous indifference of daily bombing raids – the result of third-party arguments played out in third party conflicts.

And fathers and mothers sending their children away, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, to be safer than they are at home; in hope more than expectation. And the exploiters waiting down the road, and the inaction of political expediency, and the numbers grow.

And the mothers and the fathers who take their children in their arms and flee, and sometimes land in a pause, a space of quiet. And then they are a problem, and a curse, and a threat to stability. And open hearts become a problem. And humanity becomes a justification for xenophobia.

And powers play deadly games with people’s lives, but in other countries. And lie, and justify, and use and abuse the truth for devious and deviant ends.

And far too many people are happy to take a slither, a fraction, a distorted sound bite to not have to think. Just to accept, and accuse and demean and slide back towards isolation and immorality.

And lies, and half-truths, and ancient animosities, and ego and arrogance, create more hate, and mistrust, and destruction, and a grounding for future conflicts.

It all revolves, and returns, and with more efficiency and more effect. And no lesson is learnt. And children suffer because their parents can’t protect them, because those that have the power are following a different agenda.

We are human beings. That means we should be humane. We should show humanity. It is the same word.

But it is ignored, by one bad parent, by  organisations, by governments, by nations.

I am angry. And I am angry because, whilst good and selfless hearts do strive to improve, those with the real power look on and strengthen the divide.

So, I stay angry.