The Children of Hiroshima in Syria

September 2, 2015

 

 

A photo sometimes speaks more than thousands of words. The photo that you see belongs to a Syrian child, Aylan Kurdi, who was drown and his body was found in the Turkish Riveria, Bodrum on September 2, 2015. The touristic town is miles away from Kos island of Greece that is the main destination of many refugees currently based in Turkey. Thousands of refugees face the grim realities while they are crossing borders for a new life. For this aim, they have to leave their countries, which are surrounded by catastrophe and bloodshed.

 

We urgently remember what humanity stands for and how humanitarian values need to shape our principal approaches while hundredths of refugees are losing their lives in the Mediterranean Sea. This is an alarming need to cushion the blow for refugees.

 

The children are one of the most vulnerable groups like in many episodes of violence and disaster. The photo above is a dramatic evidence of this truth. There were so many photographs taken shortly after the atomic bomb destroyed Hiroshima in 1945. After seventy years of this calamitous event, there are so many similarities between the children of Hiroshima and Syria. Nazim Hikmet, one of the greatest poets, penned a poem for the children of Hiroshima. His powerful words sadly hold the truth for the children of Syria today. A paragon of virtue is mitigating and eliminating this public trouble; otherwise this shame will leave its undeletable mark on the dark chapters of our humanity.

 

 

Hiroshima Child

 

I come and stand at every door
But none can hear my silent tread
I knock and yet remain unseen
For I am dead for I am dead

I'm only seven though I died
In Hiroshima long ago
I'm seven now as I was then
When children die they do not grow

My hair was scorched by swirling flame
My eyes grew dim my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust
And that was scattered by the wind

I need no fruit I need no rice
I need no sweets nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself
For I am dead for I am dead

All that I need is that for peace
You fight today you fight today
So that the children of this world
Can live and grow and laugh and play

 

Nazim Hikmet

 

 

 

 

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