Lost in Nowhere

     The sounds of their fights while playing in their “garden”  to defend their crashed toys with pale-faces, cold and shaking hands, and torn clothes  reminds you of

how helpless you are. It’s Syrian refugees who wake you up to this sick reality. Their hopes of living a simple life that anyone would have. Being inside a family raised in love, getting  their mommy’s warm kisses before they go to school and after getting out their soft beds, and receiving some health care are no sin.

    It’s a sin having a perfect life with all what you want and all who you love while others striving for a piece of bread. 

I hope the world gets up from their deliberate unconsciousness. 

-Bailasan Zainah