Greek Spirit asks the questions, who has the answers???
This summer I traveled back in time, back to my roots, back to my family's birthplace. Wandering around Greece this summer, after an extended absense of 22 years, my heart bled as I watched this ancient country, fall apart, piece by piece by piece before my eyes. Greece's value as a nation of passionate spirits, as the birthplace of civilization, a country overflowing with wisdom and philosophy and an abundance of strength, blind faith left over from the thousands of years she fought to free herself from the captivity of her neighboring enemies. Will Her defeat after so many centuries of battling earthquakes, fires, wars, civil unrest and carnage, will her downfall be by politicians and the misuse of her pocketbook?
Why cant we solve the economic mess we are in today??????
Who is at fault??? why??? is there a solution???? or is it too late????
So many questions, and so few answers to calm my confused mind. Everywhere I look, I see in the tortured broken eyes of its citizens, in the empty hands of the children in the streets begging for a coin, the civil worker threatening to quit his own job, refusing to cut the power supply of the homes of those who cannot pay for their electricity, the disabled, the elderly, the unemployed, the abandoned buildings, the empty homes , a country unable to feed itself, a country who's value is now in the hands of " Troika ".
The center of Athens , " To Sintagma ", echoing memories of civil unrest from another era fill the streets, as the " platia " is again lined with riot equipped police officers, waiting for the next violent outpouring of its people. The foreigners who fill the jobs of the resident, and the taxi drivers who pay a debt that has no value, screams of suicide and violence echo in the streets. The absence of enforcement, the death machines of the youth fill the air with noise and competition as they race the streets on their rally bikes, no helmets and no fear, heartbroken families mourn their lost innocence taken not by war but by their own stupidity. There are no rules on the road as they fight for the same square inch of space, parked one ontop of another, all arriving at the same time, all looking for the best prices at the "Laiki Agora", it is " Mesimeri " and time for " Mezedakia , Feta, olives, bread " Horiatiki Salata", and their afternoon Siesta. When they are done, their garbage is left in the streets or in their neighbors yard, their country is littered in Plastic water bottles and dirty toilet paper, yet their homes are monuments of sanitation and order.
Remembering the words of a 14 year old boy who whispered in my ear, " as long as there is Retsina and God, Greece will survive "
Delusion? or blind hope??? or is there an answer somewhere in his logic?
Spoken with few words, and secret pain, painted all over this country, their voices spread across the nation with color...with prayers and their lit candles, on their knees, the monasteries full of believers, the hopeful ones who wait for a sign that things will improve and their conversations with a spirit above will guide them to peace.
Our country is in ruins our country is bleeding, hemorrhaging , how do we save it??
your comments are welcome below
your opinion matters
*Greek Spirit*
Anna M
This summer I traveled back in time, back to my roots, back to my family's birthplace. Wandering around Greece this summer, after an extended absense of 22 years, my heart bled as I watched this ancient country, fall apart, piece by piece by piece before my eyes. Greece's value as a nation of passionate spirits, as the birthplace of civilization, a country overflowing with wisdom and philosophy and an abundance of strength, blind faith left over from the thousands of years she fought to free herself from the captivity of her neighboring enemies. Will Her defeat after so many centuries of battling earthquakes, fires, wars, civil unrest and carnage, will her downfall be by politicians and the misuse of her pocketbook?
Why cant we solve the economic mess we are in today??????
Who is at fault??? why??? is there a solution???? or is it too late????
So many questions, and so few answers to calm my confused mind. Everywhere I look, I see in the tortured broken eyes of its citizens, in the empty hands of the children in the streets begging for a coin, the civil worker threatening to quit his own job, refusing to cut the power supply of the homes of those who cannot pay for their electricity, the disabled, the elderly, the unemployed, the abandoned buildings, the empty homes , a country unable to feed itself, a country who's value is now in the hands of " Troika ".
The center of Athens , " To Sintagma ", echoing memories of civil unrest from another era fill the streets, as the " platia " is again lined with riot equipped police officers, waiting for the next violent outpouring of its people. The foreigners who fill the jobs of the resident, and the taxi drivers who pay a debt that has no value, screams of suicide and violence echo in the streets. The absence of enforcement, the death machines of the youth fill the air with noise and competition as they race the streets on their rally bikes, no helmets and no fear, heartbroken families mourn their lost innocence taken not by war but by their own stupidity. There are no rules on the road as they fight for the same square inch of space, parked one ontop of another, all arriving at the same time, all looking for the best prices at the "Laiki Agora", it is " Mesimeri " and time for " Mezedakia , Feta, olives, bread " Horiatiki Salata", and their afternoon Siesta. When they are done, their garbage is left in the streets or in their neighbors yard, their country is littered in Plastic water bottles and dirty toilet paper, yet their homes are monuments of sanitation and order.
Remembering the words of a 14 year old boy who whispered in my ear, " as long as there is Retsina and God, Greece will survive "
Delusion? or blind hope??? or is there an answer somewhere in his logic?
Spoken with few words, and secret pain, painted all over this country, their voices spread across the nation with color...with prayers and their lit candles, on their knees, the monasteries full of believers, the hopeful ones who wait for a sign that things will improve and their conversations with a spirit above will guide them to peace.
Our country is in ruins our country is bleeding, hemorrhaging , how do we save it??
your comments are welcome below
your opinion matters
*Greek Spirit*
Anna M
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