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Where are you, humanity?

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Chaima Baztami
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Watch this Business Insider interview with David Miliband, CEO of the International Rescue Committee, about Yemen. Watch this Business Insider interview with David Miliband, CEO of the International Rescue Committee, about Yemen.

Yemen, 25 August: an airstrike killed 14 civilians in Faj Attan, a residential neighborhood in the capital Sana’a. Among the victims were children, the youngest of whom was only 3 years old. The war that has been ravaging Yemen for the past 3 years has taken the lives of tens of thousands of people and thrown the country in the throes of what the UN has termed “the world’s largest humanitarian crisis”. Millions of Yemenis are internally displaced and in urgent need of humanitarian aid; bombings and airstrikes have severely damaged hospitals and sewage facilities, depriving the population of basic services, access to clean water and sanitation. A cholera epidemic, the worst in 50 years, is exacerbating the crisis: the victims of this infectious disease account for nearly 2000 in just three months and more than half a million have been infected. Malnutrition and starvation are threatening over 25 million people and UN’s statistics reveal that “a child under the age of 5 dies every 10 minutes from preventable causes”. The situation is dire and yet very little has been done; this emergency does not get enough coverage from the media, the international community is not acting effectively, civilians are being slaughtered as the warring parties refuse to engage in peace talks. This poem is for Yemen. It was written in the name of all the crises we pay no heed to. These lines condemn war and indifference, two evils which exacerbate each other.

Where are you, humanity?

Wars: there is no more

Wicked human invention.

Another innocent buried:

There is no more outrageous

Insult to the value of life.

And they resort to violence

As if peace, stained with blood,

Could still be called peace.

Cries through the besieged city:

Where are you, humanity?

I think I saw you in his tears,

The father holding his lifeless son:

Your insouciance is an accessory

To this evil, it is fire that feeds

The hells scattered all over the world.

Left to these bitter waves of Weltschmerz,

I stand where the silence breaks

and as they sweep over me,

meliora spero.

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