“...he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.”
? Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses
I am sitting in front of the keyboard, not sure where to start. I am boiling over with emotion and I am in shocked that in a few days time we will move on and forget what had happened, not realising that every time we turn our back on the evil of this world, we lose a part of what makes us human.
The question begs. Why is it so easy for us to just move on?? Why are we content with being so desensitized to what is happening around us? Do we think that it will make it easier for us to get up every day and carry on with life if we just pretend that this isn't happening? STOP!!!! Stop trying to block what is happening from your minds and hearts, because it IS happening, and unless it makes your blood boil every time you think about it, you are just part of the problem.
Having intense emotions or feeling when these things happen does not make you a weak person and maybe the problem lies herein. We are scared that other people will look at us differently if we show certain emotions towards complete strangers. Well I don't care anymore what others think. I cried last night when I read again what happened to Taegrin Morris. I cried for the pain and fear he must have felt and for the terror experienced by his parents. I cried for my own child and the fact that he has to grow up in a society where we actually just don't care anymore about our neighbours. I cried because in a week's time, SA would have moved on and we will just conveniently forget about this.
Like we forgot about Willemientjie Potgieter who was two when she was shot in cold blood. Not by accident. On purpose. Some sick excuse for a human actually pointed a gun at a 2 year old and pulled the trigger with the sole purpose of killing her.
Like we forgot about Karabo Nale who was just three when she was stabbed to death. Over 99 times. Where do you find space on that little body to do so much harm and how can you not feel anything whilst doing it?
I will not forget them. I will remember these children and so many others every single day for the rest of my life because I will not become an emotionless and numb to what is happening around me. It might drive me insane in the process but I cannot sit back anymore and watch how an entire country just sits back with folded hands. The only way for this sickness to stop is for us to turn around and make sure that every knows that ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.
We all reminisce about what life was like when we were kids. How we could play in the street and go to the park without a care in the world. Well guess what?? It is up to us to create this life for our children because we allowed things to get this way and it is OUR responsibility to fix it. We need to look out for each other and not be afraid to care. We need to send a clear message that we are fed-up and we will not allow this to happen to our children, our neighbours' children or one more child in our community. That these elements will be removed by any means necessary to ensure our children remain safe because their rights are more important than that of a sick barbarian.
Every time Chantel Morris closes her eyes, she will hear her little boy's cries for help and feel the utter despair and helplessness all over again. This will stay with her for the rest of her life. Everyone single one of us who has a child of any age, can certainly understand this, regardless of culture, race or background. Surely we all understand this pain?
No parent should have to go through this and neither should a child.
WE need to take back our communities and our freedom because the politicians love to make all the right noises when these things happen, but as we have learnt time and time again - all bark and no bite.
No one else is going to do it for us.