By your death bed, I am dear world

"Love is watching someone die... so who's going to watch you die?"

This quote as been in my head for about a week now. It is a good question though, who will be by your death bed, watching you die? Moreover, isn't it a depressing and scary thought to think that since no one is willing to be there with you in your final moments, that you are loveless. The quote however brings up feelings of hate for me; anger at those I know I would be there for them... yet they will rather leave me to die alone.

Nevertheless, this quote carries on to me about the current food crisis worldwide.
I been keeping track of the this food crisis since last year actually, reading about it on National Geographic, yet this week, I really got on it since now we have videos from BBC and The Real News Network have sent reporters with cameras to document the effects of this crisis.

What really gets to me is how they always follow a loving family--mother, father, children-- and how they are trying to survive despite how hard they try and how much they care about each other. It's so sweet how these families are it's damn right unamerican with how American families are today.

And yet, who's the one not starving?! The loving family, no. It's the Americans. I think we are so sheltered from sad realities of not only the world outside our gates but as well as we are in denial of problems. I guess this is why America is the land of bliss, eh?

Nevertheless, I want to watch the other families from these third world countries; maybe someday I can do something, maybe even revenge them. This is where the relation comes in:

"Love is watching someone die... so who's going to watch you die?"

If you know me, you'll know that in reality I am a very passionate humanitarian and that I am very caring and fatherly; the reason why I have this appeal of evil intend and such is because in all honesty, I hate certain people: the rich, the selfish, the ignorant, and the undeserving. Sadly, I hate to say this, but that's to a part of this society that the American people have placed, and who can blame them, they are so happy, but I'm not.

Hopefully, we won't have to be watching our children cry in pain of hunger... Nevertheless, I watch on, being there in case they spot they stand becomes their death bed.