Talking about displacement lacks the principle of human brotherhood. The world resorts to figures, people in it are mere numbers. It addresses vulnerability, fatigue and homelessness by deploying borders and shielding them. It bans “attacks” against tortured and displaced persons on “national territory” of countries that rejoice over “Human Rights” texts, with no desire to respect them.
The world has failed to provide the refugees with a permanent humanitarian solution. None of them went out willingly into the humanitarian open air. They were brought out by a war they did not want. Many people have tasted this bitterness; wars are the nature of human savagery. Peace is a short-lived opportunity. Still, countries muster their capacities for waging a war or responding to a war by an attack. Not a single country or international institution has exerted an effort to build fair and non-selective peace, and to embrace the victims of armed violence, famines, oppression and lack of horizon.
The composition of countries is horrible, isn’t it? The structure of the state does not support a peace-protecting institution. All the governments have a ministry of war or one of defense; but there is no ministry of peace. And so, the world is engaged in wars and battles. Peace is protected by spears: to maintain peace, waging wars is a must. Isn’t that horrible?
Between one war and another, or between one period of peace and another, humanity loses a big portion of its morals. It lives with a conscience that leans on objective causes. It justifies the pace of increasing armament, it builds a globalized economy with the power of commodities, and war is a commodity that is both popular and lucrative.
Woe to the weak, it has been said. They pay the price for the wars of the strong. And Man, who has nothing in this life but his belongings and dreams, loses them one after the other. He runs away, he travels by foot with a limp in his heart. He leaves, but never arrives. He is perceived as a stranger. He is welcomed in camps, police encamping him. He lives off of international charity while chewing on his misery and his pain and comforting his wounds with patience.
What a poor world! It really deserves pity.