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aung san suu kyi MYANMAR Rohingya

aung san suu kyi MYANMAR Rohingya Sad when human life become intolerable, inhumane, nauseating, heartbreaking, kids deliberately taken from their parents, left to fend for their sustenance, begging and pleading, countless in numbers to be individualized. A boy's little fingers stretched out for compassion, but find none. Never in a million years would his mother let this be, but she was executed for her beliefs. A little girl in a pretty frock tells of her once fairly privileged life. Her mother wrenched from her in the same way. Another, and another, white cracked lips, bare footed, tearless sobs, all jammed behind muddy barricades, bowls outstretched, waiting impatiently for sustenance, still hoping the parents in their eyes will save them. aung san suu kyi when will our parents come for us?

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Date: 8/19/2018 3:34:00 PM
What an extremely heartbreaking poem! Every child deserves to be loved, nurtured and provided for! No child should be hungry or destitute. It's a shame that so many are living in sheer squalor! This excellent piece is such a great reflection of the tragic situations that are affecting so many children worldwide. Love and hugs. Pandita
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