we threw stones- we threw stones for every injustice that we ever stomached , for every privilege that we never saw , for every unanswered frustration , for every right withheld , for every moment throughout history in which one man has been dominated by another , for the stone mountain of everlasting hatred , for every hut we lost , for every child we would never see grow old , for every wound , for every squandered hope , for every misspent promise , for every human storm , for every gun , for every round , for every bullet , for every pond of blood , for every bomb spraying shrapnel and raining liquid metal on our homes , for every stream of smoke in the wheezing sky that rocketed our babies ' ashes to the heavens , for every stone that could not be thrown , we regurgitated our stones to pile on the grey stony hatred while somewhere in the world people drummed their drums , plucked slave songs on their strings , blew their horns to pipe sodality , and rung their reeds to sing the song of brotherhood as we only could have done instead of staging this production of weak venomous hate , because elsewhere there were crows that cawed , snakes that hissed , and bugs that buzzed in a futile attempt to remind me that i could have played my ney to sing of peace , but i instead continued pelting stones with those i loved until the object of our hatred was buried and forgotten , disfigured in raw bruises , broken bones , and bloody hair , no longer human- we threw stones .