The Witness

The Witness

Would you like to hear what knowledge of the world I've seen? Would you like to see and feel the things I saw? Listen and I'll tell you what I've seen. I have seen the rape and beating of men, women,children. I've seem soldiers die, gutted like a fish by bullets and ash.
I've seen the torture of both the wicked and innocent. I saw knights and warriors alike die horrid deaths. Whether it be from diseases, infected wounds or by the sword itself. I saw a man's heart torn from his chest. I saw children watching their families tortured in front of their eyes. A man is in a room with this girl tied up to bed posts. He both beat her and raped her. A mall boy stood silently outside the door to see all of this occur. I stood and watched the little boy. I saw all these things and more within a flash of ten minutes or so. I am a witness to man's cruelty. After seeing all these things I wondered to myself, where god was. Then I thought that perhaps I was meant to see these things to inspire me to change the world. Like a message from god. To this day I still don't know or have an answer. But I do know that I want to try to prevent as much of this as I can. I know the task at hand is a challenge but if life was easy then the rewards of happiness and the path traveled to look back and see how much you have accomplished become worthless. If I should fail then let another pick up from where I had fallen and continue to pass a torch of faith through generations to come in hopes of some kind of success.