History of Sorts

I can never understand hate.

I can’t understand hating a human being I don’t know.

I just can’t and I never will.

I understand love

I understand love but can’t describe that warm feeling when you are close to someone you love.

I can understand that feeling when you look at a baby, so pure and innocent, that feeling of wanting to become a better man.

Love is what I understand

Yet so many have no notion about the concept of love. All they see is hate,death and destruction.

It is because their own life is so pathetic and insignificant that the only way they feel they can make a mark is by destroying everything that is pure and innocent.

Poor,poor Ivan Rozenbaum you were only 8 months when you were killed in Auschwitz.WHY,WHY,WHY????