obsidianblaq's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- crying for time i saw a play tonight called 'crying for time'. it's a remembrance day play that i've been going to rehersals for. watching them at least. a good friend of mine played the lead character, but thats beside the point. it was an absolutely beautiful and very emotional play. it was heartbreaking.. and got the point across. war doesn't solve anything and violence is not the answer. we were presented with a warehouse full of abandoned children, all who had escaped with their lives and had nothing left but their secrets. ghost children. for 6 months they've been slowly collecting in the warehouse.... forever it seems. thay all have stories of escape. they can only dream of what we take for granted every single day. eventually.... the soldiers come. and they wait. a week goes by... and they're scared. they escape.. once again.. at the sacrifice of a young girl. "there is no ending to this story, happy or otherwsie. and there will not be an ending, until everyone realises that war is not the answer. until then, it goes on, and on." a song is sung that creeps into your heart and constricts your chest in that funny way only profound emotion can. tears roll on stage and off. after two minutes of silence, we sing our national anthem. i still haven't recovered... i'm numb. it was so profound... so moving. remembrance day is tomorrow. it's never really meant anything personal to me. but who can't feel something when presented with these thoughts? i hope everyone pays their respects tomorrow. wear a poppy. 8:38 p.m. - 2004-11-10 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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