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Who's pulling the trigger??

The lying game, the blame game,the power hunger games ..politics as we know it!(that's just my  opinion) The last couple of days i have seen these three games being played and replayed all over the news, and even though i prefer to keep off the political arena, i just had to put this down on paper or screen.The infamous Al Shabab strike again, up north we have the Boko Haram, #bringbackourgirls,...who knows what else is out there just waiting to make the headlines.


Watching news has been more or less, like watching a horror movie slowly unfolding...everyone's pointing fingers and no one's remembering the one rule that a kindergarten teacher once told me, "point one finger at someone and the other three will be pointing to you".No one seems to point out how everything is clearly being handled along tribal lines, political and religious affiliations.And who's to blame?? I say everyone! yes, everybody, every single one of the 7billion world population ( with the exception of  those tiny babies who are still clueless about this cruel world) Sure, i can blame the leaders of the world if i wanted or point another finger to merciless terrorists who keep taking innocent lives, but after taking an honest look around me, my thoughts settled on one thing. The fact that when it comes to identity we all seem to cling to the tribal, racist,political  and  religious factors.I identify myself with all these, i am rwandese, african ,catholic and so far with no particular political allegiance.  
I have grown up in a foreign country, but a country i  have loved to call home.The diversity here, has always been the most interesting part.I have gone to school  and worked with people from various places and backgrounds,  and even when i was asked where i come from i was never scared to say it, because i knew i was just another different element in the mix.It's no secret that living in a country that's not your own may have its downside, but even without the perks of citizenship, it's always felt like home.The differences are real and they are so many, but the trouble seems to be that we all identify with all these differences and turn them into instigators of hate and discrimination. So what if  we worship differently or have different last names, will u hold that against me?The only thing that can save us now is the realization that we are all the same, simply human.Respect and understand the differences we have, and only draw the line when they make us hurt and kill each other. Without such a perspective in mind, we will keep living with the same politicians whose aim is power and wealth, we will keep looking down on that woman passing by with a hijab, hating that stranger holding a Bible and judging everyone by their last name.God protect us all!

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