People are dying. How can anyone consider life a game? We live in a world where children are fighting for their very lives because there isn't food for them to eat. Far too many are orphans, raising younger brothers and sisters because their parents have lost their lives to illnesses that could have been treated were they not so poor that they couldn't afford the medicines they need if they could even reach medical treatment. They have little hope of becoming any more then their parents were because they are too busy struggling to support themselves, and education is just a dream they will never know.
As much as we wish it weren't the case, nothing really changes, the hatreds of the past remain, nature rears it's head and releases her fury, and still the victims fall, innocents who want nothing more than to live their lives in a peace they will never know. Iraq, Palestine, Israel, Afghanistan, North Korea, Darfur, The Congo, Peru, Indonesia...how many deaths will it take for someone to notice?
Muse: Luka Kovac