It shocked me today to hear out of an eight year olds mouth that he didn’t believe in charity. At first I thought he was joking and made the comment that it couldn’t be true only to hear him confirm that he doesn’t believe in charity. He went on to say that he has never seen it, the only charity he has ever seen is one beggar with his mother and they didn’t give anything to him.
I was in a state of shock and then intense sadness at the truth of this world we live in. On one side there is money, more than needed fully stocked cupboards and food a plentiful. On the other side are millions of children who don’t even have safe water to drink, a slice of bread a day without butter and jam if they’re lucky. They don’t know about each other either and if the richer kids find out about the poorer ones they don’t believe it until they see it… in person.
If we were in Africa I’d take this unaware kid that has a big heart to an Orphanage, allow him to hold a baby that is so marked by the ravishes of living that it’s bones stick out. I’d get him to help dish up soup for the lunch lines at the shelter, let him watch the peoples faces change at the prospect of having a full belly. This kid’s had a good life compared to millions of other kids but he can’t comprehend it, he’s never seen it or felt it in his life.
Polar bear differences in one world, the indifference by those that have towards those that have never had a chance is ridiculous, beyond ridiculous. I don’t fault that little boy I fault society, I fault society for not creating awareness or caring. With this recession progressing as it is I don’t think it will be long before “one” beggar becomes thousands worldwide like it is everyday in Africa.
Soon the world won’t be able to ignore Africa because Africa will be the world. The world will not be able to run anymore from the truths and the harsh reality.
Those that had will find themselves without and standing right next to the man they spat at on the side of the road last week when he asked for a few coins to by some bread for his 3 barely clothed children standing on the other side waiting for him.
Those that laughed at the images of family upon family living in shacks in Africa will find themselves encased in a tent on the side of the road in a run down once upon a time happy suburbia.
For many newly homeless, those that used to make statements that the drunk lying in the street should sober up and just get a job will find themselves sharing more than one bottle with the same guy just to drown away his sorrows.
It doesn’t make me happy at all to make these statements but it is the truth and reality of the present day in this world.
It’s happening as we speak.
Sometimes this world makes me sick to my stomach.
Sometimes it makes me sit on the floor in a ball and just cry.
Compassion is free.
Caring is free.
Someone that stands up and says let me help priceless.