Hope by John de Gruyther (adapted from a speech by Jo Cox)
The vast majority are terrified, friendless and profoundly vulnerable children. Refugees scattered across Europe, their lives in a bag, their souls lashed to a make shift raft.
Tonight they came from Syria.
Six barbaric years of conflict more than a reason to flee, beg humanity for help. Desperate Syrian families making an impossible decision.
Stay and face starvation, rape, persecution and death.
Or make a perilous journey to find sanctuary.
Sweet and precious sanctuary.
Tonight they came from Syria.
Who can blame desperate parents for wanting to escape the horror that their families are experiencing. Stark reality in which children are being killed on their way to school.
Being KILLED on their way to school.
Where seven year olds are being forced to fight on the front line and where they know nothing but war and fear. Can you hear their cries?
No child should ever witness such atrocities
“I know I personally would risk life and limb to get my two precious babies out of that hell-hole.”
Tonight they came from Syria.
Copyright 2016
The World Outside the Window 