“When the fight ends you can afford to relax. That’s the worst part. Winner or loser you have again eyes to see around you. Blood, butchered bodies, bodies pierced by arrows. You stir inside, your heart tightens, the feeling of loss wells up. The sense of smell is the next thing to revive, adding a new dimension of pain. I closed the eyes of the last cadet, blue eyes, unseeing, his body, so small, almost a child, the youngest cadets were all gone, their faces surprised in death.”
These are the heart-wrenching pictures of the Syrian children. They are forced to live this miserable life because they were unfortunate enough to get birth in a region which attracts the Greed of the progressives and the liberals among us!