Foreign threats are good for the human race

I’ve been in the social media since ~4 years now. I’ve learned many things, made many friends, had a few enemies, seen a few people changing thier way of life, heard many sorrows, laughed at lots of jokes, read many people’s issues…. At the end we’re all alike. We all share our troubles to those who want to hear them. Some say that it is borring to hear people’s stories, such as “why do they share their story on the social medias? They shouldn’t do that!”. But it’s the only way to know that we’re all humans, we all have our share of anxiety and stress which may lead to depression. Last night I’ve seen the movie Predator 4. To cut a long story short, it is about mutated aliens who intend to steal Earth from the humans. At some point, two groups of humans who were enemies since the beginning of the movie, decided to unite to kill that Predator. That made me realize how stupid we are! Wars are tearing us apart for some irrelevant reasons, revenge is ruining families around the globe, hatered is spreading as it was once in the 20th century… I know exactly what we need: We need a spacial invasion! Yes. It is the only way to feel enough threatened for us to unite. There won’t be any more ethnical, religious or political divisions. We’ll be one human race against a global threat.

Poetry #1

The sun is shining

Through a blasted opening

Turning darkness into light.

Mother lost a father and a husband.

Child and wife

Have only each other

In this painful life
Here, nothing is left of our past

Each day might turn out to be our last.
When I go out, mother’s kisses

Make me wonder 

If I’ll see her again.

I miss our old life, my toys,

My friends, my family, my joys.

I’m just a child, 

but I’ve seen dreadful things

Which will haunt me for life.

I wish we had wings

To flee our sweet home town 

which is torn by strife.

No more music, no more theatre

No more laughter, just Death.

I may not be sleeping in my bed tonight

I may not eat with my mother by candle light
I may cease to exist

In the midst of dark mist.
This poem has been enhanced by a good friend Uncertaintyweb. Please pay here a visit she’s a great poet.