A dream across the borderline.
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- Age 28
Only five steps towards the borderline and now only two are left to look through the barbed wires. His name is "Kid", he is only 10 years old, he is young but old enough to realize that the sky above his head is divided into two; where he stands is emptiness and there across the line is Home.
Now they stopped calling him "Kid", since the day they crossed
that line he became "Refugee". It's been two years now, he was
only eight when he left his home. At first he couldn't understand
why all of the sudden the sky started raining fire and why
instead of the flying white birds there are those black scary
monsters. He wondered, in his grandmother's tales the monster
weren't flying. That night, it was so quiet but then with the
first hours of dawn everything started. He thought it was
shooting stars, he even made a wish but then he found out that it
were bombs who lighted up the sky and burned into ashes the life
of more than thousand people.
Instead of holding a pen and a book, they forced him to hold a
gun. Instead of going to school, he woke up in the morning to
head right to the war zone and instead of facing a blackboard and
a teacher, he was facing death.
Now he lives in a tent with his family, well with what remained
of his family, he watched his dad dying and he tried to save his
sister to found out later that his uncle, grandfather and his own
brother are all dead. Back then he cried so hard but he stopped
He took one last glance at the other part, there are nothing left
there; no home, no friends and no schools but still he feels that
he left everything he dreamed about and he will go back there one
day. He is only 10 years old but it feels like hundreds, he is
young but wise. He looks weak but he is stronger. He used to
count the stars in the sky up to ten but now he is counting the
flying fighters above his head down to one, so he can call out
for peace. ____________________________
I am tired of asking politicians around the world to stop calling
I am tired of trying to convince people to stop their governments
form disturbing "Peace".
But I am not tired to fight to save those children and to fulfill
the dream of "Peace one day".
All my respect for all the survivors around the world who proved
that one day we will all walk free and that one day the justice
will be reserved.
Standing for #Stop_Violence and #Peace_One_Day