Over the thirty-seven years, the war has grown, the devastation has deepened and the tension has escalated. In every war, the aggressor pre-determines a certain number of innocent lives lost. Aiyana Stanley-Jones was one of those calculated losses. And for Charles and Dominika, what is terribly unfair is that they never saw it coming. The last time Charles saw his Yana Momma alive, his princess was sleeping, his sleeping beauty was still, his Aiyana Montana was silent. Now, her death silences us all.
I have a sickening feeling that we will to continue to bury more babies, unless we end the war that we have waged against our very own people. May the death of Aiyana Stanley-Jones wake us all up and realize that now is the time to end this war. May we allow this angel to one day rest in peace.
