Heart-less-ness

I saw the lifeless body of the toddler in the arms of the hospital worker

Mud and blood mixed on the face of the child and his arms loosely hanging on the side

I saw two slightly bigger children running after the hospital worker

They too were covered with mud and blood, but looked ‘ok’

I looked into their eyes through the camera that captured their video

And the eyes of these children had questions and tears both

They mechanically described how they were playing outside and a bomb fell

In a blink the house came crashing down and the rubble had hit them

The little one of the two couldn’t say more

He just said, “My mother was inside” and fell silent and a tear casually fell off his eyes

I, being the ‘sensitive’ one couldn’t take more

With one slight move of the thumb I moved down to my timeline…

To the mongers of violence and war…

Do not you hear the screams of the child who just heard the series of bomb-shellings of your war planes or the blasts by your suicide bombers??
Do not you see the blood, the chaos, the lifelessness, the death??
Did not you watch the footage of the child who lost his father in one of the bombs you sent??
Did not you even have a glance of the tears of the mother when her only child was killed ‘accidentally’ by a stray bullet shot by your ‘soldier’??
Do not you see the wife of the ‘soldier’ who asks why my husband had to go to the useless war??
Do not you know that your targeted attacks kill more innocents than the culprits??
Do not you know that violence always begets violence??
Do not you know that war does not, can not and will not bring peace??