I know who I use to be but I am unsure of who I am now, except for my spiritual commitment. I believe in peace, but I look around the world and it is stained by hate, bigotry and war. Right now our most precious assets, little children, lie in mass graves while the world stood by and watched them being shot in their backs. They were not my children or your children. However they merited our love and concern for they survival. These death calls are becomming to normalized. Bosnia, Palestine and Syria, Yemin, until the next one comes. Where are the leaders willing to draw a line in the sand?