Omran Dagneesh – Remember His Name by Angela E Brooks

The boy, aged five years, his eyes staring unseeing

At horrors unknown

His hands stained with the blood of his bleeding scalp

Sits as still as death

While the chaos rages around him

And we watch and weep as the bombs fly and buildings collapse

In another place, another time

And the little boy sits. As still as death.

He stares resigned at the only life he has ever known

While the West discovers another icon

Until we turn the page, change the channel,

Open another bottle of wine –

And the boy, aged five years,

Wipes his bloodied hands on his orange chair

In the back of the ambulance and sits

As still as death, staring at his future,

A survivor, one of the lucky ones.

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