Woe to the city soaked in blood.
Whose plundering know no end.
I was reading this from the prophet Nahum out aloud.
How they did Nineveh rend?

Once, years ago, I stood at the prophet’s tomb.
It lies in the villlage of Alqosh, fifty kilometres South of Mosul.
Already we could see the shadow of violence loom.
All the villages south witnessed of Yazidis and Christians a fatal cull .

It is said there are ten times more stars in the Universe than every grain of sand on earth .
With countless different views of religion and truth can we not learn respect for each other.
My views wander constantly seeking but being denied any single berth.
I even wonder if even the one could have created so many stars or why we cannot love our brother.

It is not logic or teaching or law that convinces me more or less.
It is that indefinable sense of something else.