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Friday, September 4, 2015

Migrant crisis: Drowned boy's father speaks of heartbreak


I read the most awful report on the news tonight:
"My children were the most beautiful children in the world. Is there anybody in the world for whom their child is not the most precious thing?" Mr Kurdi said.^"My kids were amazing. They woke me every day to play with me. What is more beautiful than this? Everything is gone.
"I would love to sit next to the grave of my family now and relieve the pain I feel," he said. = Twelve Syrians, fleeing bloodthirsty harm in the town of Kobane, drowned indiscriminately in the sea off Turkey when their vessel capsized. It is horrific. Why did three year old Alan, Ghalib (five) and their mum die? Why? My heart goes out to them. Enraged, I wept ashamedly. I wonder "I'm a wimp?" Every country in the world ought to rethink, to stem the flow, then must help to give exiles a home without turmoil.
(by Julian Lofts)

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