Because I know I want to forget about them.
Because I know I want to pretend that it’s not happening, that I don’t care.
Because I know I want to look elsewhere, I won’t.
Because it’s the least I could do, again: bear witness.
Sometimes that’s all we could do.
So for the next fortnight or so, like four years before (
Palestine), and eight years before that (
Lebanon), I will post a photo from
Syria, along with an old recycled poem.
Because they are human. Because we are human.
Because they matter. Because we have become numb.
And apparently sometimes we all need a reminder of that.
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