
It is a gruelling attack on civilians, I choose not to say innocent because few ever merit that description however easily it is littered. Whether it is immigration, politics, religion or sheer wantonness the hyenas jump on the carcass of the lion they have trailed. Regardless, it was no combat, and the world woke up to horrific stats of the blasted stadium; not by rowdy racist fans or infuriated losers. Tortched concerts and racketed restaurants. A sad day anywhere.


The world was silent when Rwanda was bleeding, Gulu wailed lipless for decades on end while we cheesed and burgered; the silence remains in so many forlon battle fields but this the camera gets in 3D and so we care. Where did Libya go? are we the happier? Will we ever know what goes on in Syria? What became of Afhagnistan and the families that wail at night for snatched cuddles and children that could have been? When you see crocodile turn and toss in their graves, it is for things like these, for their tears that we have monopolised. When we have blacks shot in American surburbs by Police, does it become an attack against humanity? What of the Mexicans dying in scores because they cannot get accross the border to never never land. How many boats the waves blast in the Mediterranean we have lost count but how relevant is that?
I digress however, France we care, and so we change our profiles for thy sake, may you remember us too. When we seek to visit your well lit streets may you not shut your borders. When we seek aid for insects and reptiles, hear thee our call. France, may your visa be as common place as a blister in the hand of a tropical labourer. May we find your language easier to grasp and passable in exams knowing well we might never use it beyond Cher mon amis!
France we stand for humanity, may you be found human too; not in just frailty but also in heart.
$TOH
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