Peace

You wonder with all of the things going on in this world that you hope they do not have another Hiroshima. Yet we had one just three days later, with Nagasaki. Luckily for the world they have not had another since then.
Yet, every country it seems wants their own weapon.

Sigh. Why cannot people see that we are all people and that we are the same deep down inside?
Peace. I suppose that is a hard concept for people to think about.
Imagining it does seem really hard to do despite the belief of a famous singer.

My great uncle died of what has to be the side effects of the radiation from the bomb that was dropped on Hiroshima way back on August 6, 1945. Cutting lives short. That is not right. I hope that my life is not cut short because of what other people do.
So, if you believe in fate, then maybe you say that is the way it is meant to be.

Maybe, but maybe not.
You do not have to believe in God to pray and think about all of those lost people in the world who died because of war who may still be around if we just thought about peace a little, just a bit, then perhaps we can make a difference?

For the sake of the children, I hope so.