it's looking into the horror-filled eyes of a four year old girl
holding her shaking hands
as she watches her father, her mother
blown to smithereens
it's the family of five
reduced to three
it's the grandmother of fifteen, who is over filled with love
now that she only has six to share it between
it's the cousins, brothers, aunts
packed into a tiny sail boat
who are we to deny the happiness of those who don't think they'll ever be happy again?
who are we to turn away the freedom of people who believe they will never be freed?
something has to be done, we are all human.