SOMEONE ALWAYS HATES SOMEONE

I met a Jehovah's Witness the other day.  She didn't try to hand me tracts of religious literature. And she didn't try to lure me in to a lengthy conversation about religion.  Instead, we had a marvelous time chatting and laughing - religion was never mentioned. 

A few days later I met a Muslim family, mom, dad, and two beautiful children, Fatimah and Abdul.   Fatima told me her granny had been called by Allah to come and stay with Him in heaven.  She cried, we all cried.  It was all good.  They are nice people and reminded me of my beautiful niece who has converted to the Muslim faith.  She is a gentle woman, with strong morals and beliefs and is bringing up her two boys to be like her.   I admire her and her fortitude and I know she's found the right path for her journey.

 Whatever religion we practice, we are all moving toward the same destination, the same Higher Force - Him/Her/It call it whatever you want, it's still the same destination and we'll all arrive there one day.  And then we'll have to account for our actions and our cruelty to each other. 

 Somehow I knew that I could find the words I wanted to express myself about this fact of life.  I found them through someone else's words, and that's fine.  Now I' sharing them with you.

 Take a minute to ponder about man's inhumanity to man…..  and to all living creatures.

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 SOMEONE ALWAYS HATES SOMEONE

 Written by Mike Rutherford and Christopher Neil

Sung by Mike and the Mechanics

 Last night I shook hands with the devil

In a dream that I can never lose

He laughed when he saw me cryin'

At the pictures on the evening news

He said it's not really a dilemma

You're just a little out of touch

Don't think of the situation

Cos it'll make you think too much

 

Someone always hates someone

Someone always hates someone

Someone always sells a gun

Cos someone always hates someone

 

A child will be born tomorrow

As open as an empty cup

And we'll fill it with hope and sorrow

The very things that messed us up

We'll ask him to join the congregation

A Hindu,  Muslim, Christian, or Jew

Pretty soon he'll recognize his brothers

But soon he'll know the enemy too

 

Someone always hates someone

Someone always hates someone

Someone always sells a gun

Cos someone always hates someone

 

I died and I went to heaven

In a dream I never had before

A good friend who had gone before me

Had kindly left my name at the door

I looked on the face of the Almighty

Couldn't help myself

I started to shout

How come you made a mess of things

How come you didn't work it out

 

He said

Someone always hates someone

Someone always hates someone

Someone always sells a gun

Cos someone always hates someone