Looking For Humans

I’ve been meaning to write this for quite a while now but every time I got to writing it, I left it midway thinking I was getting too carried away with emotions.

This time I wouldn’t beat around the bush and conceal those emotions because,

If the image of a father carrying the dead bodies of his little kids covered in debris doesn’t deserve being carried away,

If the parents who only wanted a safe environment for their kids to make through life lose their 3 year old Aylan and the world finds him lying lifeless on a sea shore, doesn’t deserve being carried away,

If the genocides in which people are burnt alive to ashes, doesn’t deserve being carried away,

And

If the video of a child with a bleeding head, crying his eyes out and shivering in fear saying he was going to complain about the world to his God, doesn’t deserve being carried away,

Then I guess it’s a shame to be called a part of the human race because there is no human left anymore.

I know the world is more complicated than my eyes can see and my brain can fathom,

But when did it get easier to take lives than make a settlement?

When did it become acceptable to burn people before they were dead?

When did egos get bigger than providing a little place for the ones who’ve lost their homes?

I know my knowledge of the world and its problems and solutions is naive up to the point of being laughable.

But when and how did lives become so unimportant and so inexpensive?

When did murder become normal?

When did death lose its ability to tug at your heart and make it cry?

In fact when did our hearts become good for nothing, except pumping blood?

When did sympathy and empathy become nothing but two meaningless words?

And

When did we reach a point where you needed to look for a human WITH humanity among a population of 7 billion?