You Can Run, But Not Hide

Ishmael Beah's A Long Way Gone Memoirs of a Boy Soldier reinforces my feelings regarding how little we as a society value life. If our children are our future, and the elderly are our wisdom, then why are they so easily discarded? It truly makes me sad that with all our accomplishments we still have not learned to value the one thing that really matters, life.
We take all forms of life for granted? We over use the plant and all its resources, we kill with little remorse for the gift life truly is. Humanity (if you can call us that), is learning almost to late that we must appreciate and care for all living things. That we are all inter-connected, and OUR existence depends on the well being of everything around us.
Beal's journey cross country and then the world, highlights one important thing for me. That is, you can't outrun the ills of the world, that people can no longer chose to be unaware or, uninvolved. This should be evident by looking at the current financial crisis that we, and therefore the world is in.
Beah's story makes me uneasy. How does someone come back from the hell that he experienced? I admire him for this decision to leave rather than go back to being a soldier. I applaud Beah's understanding that if he returned to that life he would probably never regain his humanity. His leaving took a great deal of courage, and it gives me hope that we all can recover from the madness. That if we make the choice to do the right things, we like Beah can be saved.

My Inquiry Question?

Why is it we haven't yet learned that, WE GIVE LIFE, WE DO NOT CREATE IT?