In follow-up to my post in recogition of International Refugee Day, more thoughts:
I HOPE THEY WON'T KILL ME I HOPE NOBODY’S FOLLOWING ME I HOPE I DON’T STEP ON A LANDMINE I HOPE I FIND SOME WATER SOON I HOPE I DON’T DIE OUT HERE I HOPE SOMEONE WILL FIND ME I HOPE THE UNITED NATIONS CAN HELP ME I HOPE THEY’VE GOT FOOD AND SHELTER I HOPE THEY CAN HELP ME FIND MY FAMILY I HOPE WE’LL BE ABLE TO GO BACK ONE DAY I HOPE WE FIND A PLACE TO CALL HOME I HOPE WE LEARN TO FIT IN I HOPE WE CAN BUILD A FUTURE HERE.
- from a poster for the United Nations High Commission on Refugees: GIVING 19 MILLION REFUGEES REASON TO HOPE
All too often, medical care and relief aid is too slow to arrive. Children die of malnutrition; of disease; of curable illnesses easily treated in properly-stocked hospitals and clinics, IF the child gets help in time. The problem of course is that sheer logistics of employing relief to remote areas - particularly those overwhelmed by political and ethnic conflicts -can sometimes prove difficult. As is frequently the case in refugee crises around the world, children are usually the first victims.
"...If this were your country, your city, your town
would you wrench your eyes from their gaze at the ground?
If this were your child, so lonely and scared,
Would you act; could anyone say that you dared?
"Who will speak for that child, whose voice is now gone?
Will anyone protest, ‘He should have lived long!’
That promise, bright spirit, too quickly snuffed out
by hunger or a landmine that sweepers failed to rout."
from "A Stone's Throw Away" copyright 1998 Tara Bradford