Adem Hadei, Kobieta płaząca nad umierjącym synem w kostnicy/prosektorium, 16 września 2007 roku.
I remember this picture. An Iraqi mother was going with her only son to the first day of school. Her dream was to see her son in a graduation ceremony. Instead, she took her son to the morgue after he was shot. I will never forget that day, will never forget the screams – “my son is still alive — he opens his eyes, see!” I will never forget my tears. Whenever I hug my son, I remember this picture. When I returned to the house, my wife saw it and entered into a long bout crying. We sat weeping, the two of us. I can never forget this image. After this picture, I feel changed. No longer are there colors in my dreams. I began sitting in the dark, to live in darkness. My life became darkness within darkness.
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I remember this picture. An Iraqi mother was going with her only son to the first day of school. Her dream was to see her son in a graduation ceremony. Instead, she took her son to the morgue after he was shot. I will never forget that day, will never forget the screams – “my son is still alive — he opens his eyes, see!” I will never forget my tears. Whenever I hug my son, I remember this picture. When I returned to the house, my wife saw it and entered into a long bout crying. We sat weeping, the two of us. I can never forget this image. After this picture, I feel changed. No longer are there colors in my dreams. I began sitting in the dark, to live in darkness. My life became darkness within darkness.
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#historia #starszezwoje
#nsfw
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