My Prayer for Hamza…
By KPack on June 01, 2011
So much like my son, my beautiful miracle child, I love him so much… This is completely incomprehensible to me… You know, you give birth to these amazing souls, and watch them, despite being domesticated by society, thrive in the wildness of their beings… Traits of kindness and compassion bursting out despite what they see on video games, domestic violence, TV (in the case of my son, I know Hamza was seeing so much more)… Finding simple pleasure in swimming pools, and walking trails, and pets… Knowing what it means to struggle to make ends meet… But still being grateful enough to recognize what they have and trying to share it with others who are less fortunate…. I will not insult intelligence with the suggestion that my son’s privileged life is anything in comparison to Hamza’s but I will make the comparison to their spirits… And here is my prayer for both of them…
For my Son:
I pray that every time you see a collection of water.. From a puddle to a pool, you won’t be able to resist it… I pray that no matter how many of your friends are killing zombies/ninjas/soldiers online, you will continue to be the child running around and singing instead… I pray that you will continue to try to save every animal you find (even including the snails you give shelter to on my porch) I pray that you will continue to dance like a jester in front of every baby you see… and continue to be offended EVERY SINGLE TIME you watch the news … For it isn’t even a quarter of the truth… I pray that you will attend protests to fight anything unjust… I pray that you will pray… even if it is to an unpopular god… I am so proud of you every day…
You know, I am so disheartened, But as I have been sitting here trying to imagine what poor Hamza thought and felt as these monsters imprisoned him, I am reminded how amazing the human body and spirit are.. And chances are really good that his spirit and mind reverted to those things that he love the most… LOVE IS LOUDER THAN FEAR!!!
My Prayer for Hamza:
I pray that while your body was with those monsters that your spirit and mind were splashing in puddles, and hearing the lullabies your mother surely sang to you, I pray that you were seeing the faces of your cousins and friends kicking a ball, or swinging a stick… I pray that you were seeing the smile on the face of those you gave to… I pray you were feeling the pride your father must have felt as you protested with the “Big Boys”… I pray that you were seeing warm days while floating on your back in the swimming hole, that you were comforted by unseen things, That you smelled your mothers cooking, and tasted your favorite candy, and heard your favorite song… and I hope that your mind was visualizing a world where the conflict was over, and it would be safe to one day be a man, and love someone and maybe have a son of your own. I have to believe that is how it was for you… You amaze me.
Don’t let it be in vain… Find a way to have Hamza make a difference in your life today… Sing to your child, Let them Splash! Give them hours, or even an hour… Just one, Give their amazing mind memories to revert to … Sing to them, Hold them, Listen to them… They are powerful… Because no one has the power Hamza has today to make a difference…
To read about Hamza’s body… Here is the link… Love is Louder than Torture, Love is Louder than Pain, Love is Louder…
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