Note: This story contains graphic imagery.
Normally I have words. I have written millions of words in my lifetime. But how do you write about 25 children being killed in a suspected chemical attack?
Does it matter where they are from?
They died frothing at the mouth. Foam filling their nose. Unable to breathe. The children and babies killed reportedly died gasping, having seizures. Their tiny, already too skinny, limbs suddenly still.
The pictures are yet to be verified, but they show bodies wrapped in blankets and lying on the dirt. Some are heaped on the back of trucks. The smallest bodies wearing nappies.
The children are from Syria.
It is being a called a massacre by many.
“One of the deadliest chemical attacks of the country’s six-year war, according to doctors, rescue workers and witnesses,” The Washington Post reported yesterday.
“At least 83 people died — including 25 children — and at least 350 others were injured in the incident in northern Idlib province, southwest of Aleppo,” NBC reported.
Worst Chemical Attack in Years in Syria; U.S. Blames Assad – The New York Times https://t.co/zf1vVYDvvZ
— soliloquio (@juapalbur) April 5, 2017
— Washington Post (@washingtonpost) April 4, 2017