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Assalamualaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh, my dear brothers and sisters.
I did not expect writing the post ‘They (the children) are OUR future’ would affect me so deeply. I have not stopped thinking of the young girl and her sharp reproach to us adults for ‘breaking what we do not know how to fix’. I have not stopped crying for the child who crawled to find food, a vulture following him. I have not stopped praying that I won’t lose faith and give up the battle to fight for the rights of children to eat, to have shelter, to be clothed, to learn, to be loved, to be safe and to be honoured.
So long there is poverty, I cannot buy the IPhone I wanted.
So long there is homelessness, I cannot yearn for a house with a garden.
So long there is hunger, I cannot eat at McDonald’s.
So long there is thirst, I cannot drink Coca-Cola.
So long there is sicknesses, I cannot buy sweets and candies instead of medicine.
So long there is an orphan without a family, I cannot spend my extra time socialising.
So long there is a paedophile in my community, I cannot sit on my couch and watch TV.
So long there is child abuse, I cannot turn my eyes away from the scars and bruises.
So long there is illiteracy, I cannot continue reading TIME magazine.
So long there is illegitimacy, I cannot approve dating as an acceptable social relationship.
So long there is war, I cannot plan parties and picnics.
So long I have my sight, my speech, my hearing, my mind, my hands and my feet, I cannot stop doing every possible effort to change my world. In the words of Hellen Keller (who was deaf and blind);