Photo Credit: AMC 2016
Oh, children of Syria…
It hurts to see innocent children lose hope in their eyes coveted by confusion and emptiness. When will war end? The war that’s resulting in more than physical bloodshed, let us not forget their tears, anger, frustration, despair. These victims, weighed down by their emotions heavier than the debris from the rubble. Adults fighting, children losing. How can anyone live life in a war zone, overlooking the purity of these children? When I first watched the video of Omran being carried to the ambulance with civilians in the background muttering hopeful words in Arabic, I felt a huge urge to cry. And so I teared up a bit. Just watching Omran, amongst others; his eyes unveiling more words than one could ever truly say. To live in poverty, to have your home destroyed, family members lost, no sense of guidance, no beacon of light your way… Just entropy all around. I’m sure it must hurt. Or maybe they are lucky not to even know what pain is if pain is what they’ve been feeling all day/year long. After all, wouldn’t they need happiness to understand the depth of pain?
I’m tired of the stigma that come with refugees. These are innocent civilians being rushed out of their homeland for a war that they shouldn’t even be fighting. Where would you go, where do you run off to? When home suddenly isn’t your home anymore, your neighbors aren’t your neighbors, etc. All that has once brought you a sense of comfort all tragically stripped away. So you run… or swim. You just hope to be somewhere far away. And so you end up in a country where people are different from you. And they stare. And they treat you like a foreigner. Like a terrorist. Because to them, refugees aren’t any good. When your home isn’t your home and your new home can’t ever be your home, I mean, listen to the ridicule, hear their cries. Where can they go?
While I understand it’s a tricky situation, surely humanity hasn’t lost its touch, its ability to love, to care for, to provide refuge. I encourage everyone to educate themselves on refugees. Study their cases, understand their perspectives. I mean, we can – at the very least – offer them that much. Let us not turn away when they knock on our doors. We have to save the children. We have to save all of them.