Monday, 21 August 2023

Fatima

To the child who was murdered by monsters, I want to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what you endured. I'm sorry for the horror and torture that they caused you. I'm sorry that instead of a carefree, fun childhood, you had to be surrounded by adults, who were too loud, too big in size and cruel. I am sorry that you endured pain and you had no idea at the time of what was happening to you. I'm sorry that when you cried for help, nobody came. I'm sorry that you went through this every time and you must have thought, you have to. I'm sorry that you would have been confused. I'm sorry nobody heard you or protected you. Your own didn't protect you. I'm sorry that you were born into a society that thinks a child working so hard, hard labour day in day out, is normal. I'm sorry that at night when you would have rested your tiny frame, you were exhausted. I'm sorry you didn't get to grow up. You must have thought of what you want to be when you are big. I'm sorry that you cried. I'm sorry that nobody came to help you. I'm sorry that they cut up your tiny body to figure out what was done to you. I'm sorry that even after your death, there'll be no justice for you. 

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