War

There's a new darkness in the world.
It rolled in over the hills out of nowhere.
And now it's pressing down on us.
Suffocating.
Choking.
Deafening.
It's a different kind of darkness.
It's malicious.
Unpredictable.
Completely out of our control.
And it's terrifying.
We will stand united.
And face it head on.
Together.
This evil that has entered our world.
We will fight it.
It is us against it.
And we have everyone on our side.

I really hope that is enough.
It has to be enough.
Because the alternative is too scary, too horrible, and too unthinkable.
It's not an option.
Because then the world would end.

Our thoughts go to our neighbours

Oslo, you beautiful former home town oy mine. I grew up with you as my home. With you I experienced so much over the years. It pains me to see what you are now going through. I have faith in you though. If any nation is strong enough to deal with the horrors and suffering you are now experiencing, it is you. And we are with you, every step of the way. You're our neighbour, our friend, our brother. As for me, I cannot believe the streets I walked as a child today became a war zone. It's frightening, it's shocking. I just hope all the people I once went to school with, their families and their friends, that they're all okay. I only have sporadic contact with one person from my years in Oslo. It has been 13 years after all. But even though I haven't had contact with my other childhood friends for years, my thoughs go out to them. I hope they're all okay and safe...

Stop

Silently they walked across the sea.
Trying to find their way home.
Wandering souls, carrying the burden of wisdom.

Quietly they stepped onto land.
Seeking their path to belonging.
Leaving fire and storm behind.

Loudly they knock on your door.
Wishing for nothing but justice.
Hoping for nothing but life.

Soon they will scream.
As their number grows stronger.
As the crusades continue.
Only you have the power to help them.
The wandering souls.