On Line Journal

Remembrance

Introduction:
Some stories unfold from ages past and actions of old. Some are fantasies filled with sorrow and regret. While others are of final triumph and love. Epic tales of sweeping romance, caught between questionable circumstances. All hold messages and lessons to learn. Wisdom gained from another person’s sorrow, perpetually repeating like there is no tomorrow. A swinging pendulum of actions between the pursuit of Happiness between both Heaven and Hell. Perspectives a funny thing, when looking through the eyes of another. And so it begins, yet again...

Embrace what is right and do nothing wrong. Between sin and salvation; between Heaven and Hell there are both positive actions, opposing reactions. To the victor goes the spoils, and to others the story is left to be told. As pages turn, and the light of many a candle burns down low, we often repeat sadly what in truth we already know. Some tales are of romance framed by the actions of others vying to enslave you to their own ends. Your actions are always worn, but many hide their intentions using money and another person's hands. While others hide behind a numbered company devoid of ownership.

The sounds of wicked laughter followed by a clock striking twelve and the sight of an hourglass with its sands running out appear upon screen.

Poem:
We are caught within a perpetual play
Circles upon circles within turmoil and decay
Society built on top of our collective dead
Both Heaven and Hell hanging by a thread

Oh, to be bound to a role within a play
Perception versus misperception in every way
Are you cast within a prominent role
Or for you do the bells toll?

Cycles often tend to sadly repeat
Leading the focus unto the arms of defeat
The will of fates hidden in the wings
Unto the arms of death many sing

Some cannot see beyond their own
Reaping that which is sadly sown
Actions define and power corrupts
Causing many a story to erupt

Laws upon laws warp their intent and reason
Time will fly through many a season
We often miss the wisdom of old
As stories pass and yet another is told

Individualistic nationalism is used for control
Borders and differences tarnish humanities soul
This “Us versus Them” game is at an end
For life and its pursuit is not a game of pretend

Many brave soldiers with love and honor defend
Cannot see the games played leading them to their end
Remembrance is key else all life is sadly lost
Such a high price paid, a sad legacy and cost

The scene:
Armies of soldiers marching in uniform, carrying flags and the sounds of multiple anthems being interplayed switching between nations from the International Human Rights Museum walls and displays. A field of poppies with the caption “Lest We Forget” is to appear with Vimy Ridge Memorial, Various cemeteries.

The camera's final focus is to be the tomb of the unknown soldier with Taps being softly played.

Location:
The scene ends with us focusing upon the explosion of a detonating nuclear bomb followed by silence.

Spoken at the end:
“Equality shall lead humanity to unite. Equality is the cornerstone of humanity and a fundamental human right. War is the absence of all reason.”