Aung San Suu Kyi

Why?  We thought we had a truly democratic leader who above all believed in the rights of all people. Yet Aung San presides over one of the most blatant acts of ethnic cleansing seen for many years.  This woman was an example to us all, a Nobel laureate of worldwide renown, a colossal human being who had shown us that peace and patience can win the day. She was much respected as a diplomat and as leader of the National League for Democracy.

I do not know why this ghastly episode of Rohingya persecution is being carried out under her reign as the Prime minister of Myanmar.  Is it because she is a puppet of the Military rulers?  Is it because she is afraid of confronting her Buddist followers who by and large loathe the Muslim minority Rohingyas?  Is it because now that she has achieved her role as the first minister of her country she is too comfortable to care?

In the seventy-plus years, I have spent on this planet this is for me one of the great disappointments of my life.

Please, Please Aung San Suu Kyi, make me eat my words.

Forgiveness – the gift of love.

Forgiving something small is easy,

excusing someone you hardly know;

but some one close, who fails you

that’s a wound, an open sore.

 

So when to mend the scars and how?

We need the answers now.

Lest the wounds we bear

fester, get angrier and grow.

 

Still, dark angers urge redress.

Surely there’s no sense in this.

Strike back and hurt, at least a bit.

as deeper gets the vengeful pit.

 

We need not vengeance here; but healing,

to find a balm for all the pain.

Easier far to repay in spite,

then hate wins, despite love’s might.

 

Turn back, turn back; from the abyss

where darkness rules the day.

Let light flood in to heal the wounds,

despite our instinctive way.

 

It is not easy, to wipe away the hurt,

of injuries that stick like stinking dirt.

We must forgive; for that’s the only way,

for love to linger longer, despite the price we pay.