Conflict rose in 2011 when Syrians, like other people across the region, peacefully protested in opposition to the government. Civilian communities took measures in order to defend themselves from retaliation. Slowly the Arab Spring metastasized into a Syrian Civil War. And when bullets flew, the United States watched as a bloody civil throbbed. Under sturdy roofs, we only prayed as Syrians authoritarians fired at their own kind.

As an international superpower, how do we hold the audacity to sympathize at the occasional photo of an injured child, yet be cowed, unable to accept the conflict of war? How do we shift towards other "threatening" problems facing humanity?

I wait, and wait, and wait, for a time when Humanity will perceive the world only as consisting of Humans while throwing away all clouding factors aside in a time pleading for love. No Human on Earth should be "acclimated" to the clashing dropping on their homes during a night's sleep.

Knowing that this country was founded by the arrival of immigrants and refugees, you would think we'd give forth unity to those fleeing persecution, yet we are fearful of terrorism from civilians eyeing it themselves.

The day we eliminate detachment from our Human family, the day our government exists purposefully, the day society restrains hesitation, is the moment I call myself an American.