As We Know It

Our world is changing. It seems that everyday the changes come faster and faster. Violence is more common on the streets as well as in schools. There are fewer jobs available, yet prices are caught in an upward spiral. Our nation is preparing for war. These are just a few of the things that our generation is caught in without say. We have no outlet to funnel our swirling emotions into. No one can give us the answers that we so desperately need, to the questions that we don't know how to ask.
I would hope that those who are making the changes would understand our need to voice our opinions. Would understand our need to know why, and how, and when. Yet, somehow these simple questions are being ignored and our voices get lost in the background. More often than not I find myself asking questions that no one who will answer, can answer. I've come to know that I can't know why or how or when, but since I can't I need a voice that will be heard. I need to know that someone will listen.
So much has happened to our nation these past few years. We are always wondering, and questioning our selves and our environment. These next few months hold nothing that is sure for our world. Soon the U.N. inspectors will be leaving Iraq and once they are gone we don't know what will happen. Will we go to war? Will the U.N. support us if we do? Will our world ever be the same? I don't know what to make of these questions or the answers that have been offered. There are so many uncertainties, so many variables that are currently unaccounted for. I think I'm starting to understand what the generations before us felt as their world was thrown upside down. Our world is beginning the same trend. As we watch everything is shifting, changing, evolving. Will we be able to keep up? Will we be able to adapt to this new world once we catch up? Does anyone really know?
It seems so long ago that everything was simple, changing, but at a slower rate. So much has changed since then. I scarcely recognize the girl who looks out of the mirror every morning. Will she understand any better than I do? Will she get the answers that the world hides? The only way to know is to wait, but as far as I'm concerned, that's the hardest part. This is the end of the world, as we know it. But perhaps it's also the beginning of a new one. I hope and pray that when the time comes, my voice, as well as the voices of my generation, are heard and responded to. We need closure, stability and a life free of so much uncertainty. But most of all, we need our questions heard, and answered.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A.N. I wrote this shortly after Bush decided to Invade Iraq. It was my birthday, March 20. I guess I needed an outlet. Hope you enjoy and as always, please R&R.

~Morwen and her confused muse, Dae