An anti war procession outside the UN

We live in a bubble, we pay our taxes ( atleast some of us) we work hard ( atleast most of us) to earn our bread ( which is generally stale) and sometimes even the butter ( which I stay away from), we as a race are selfish and self obsessed.
Its always all about us, me, I, our wants, our desires, our miseries, and I aint no different, I am the same shyte that walks this face of this earth.
We all live in denial, the blood that is shed around us affects us for not more than a few minutes and after which we just push it to the back of our minds, trying our best to forget it ever happened.

Why do I state what I state? I don’t know, is it the war in Gaza? Possible, is it the death of those children whose bodies were found cold and bloodied by the bullets and rockets of Israel and the US?

I wish I had an answer to the queries’ posed, but I was affected when I saw the procession of people who stood outside the UN building urging the UN to stop the bloodshed, stop the senseless killing.

It was all too cold and impersonal, the saviors and the upholders of our human rights meanwhile just sat in their plush offices and sipped on their expensive coffee, while hundreds died and suffered in the Gaza and many more stood outside the Palas des Nations screaming their selves hoarse.