Pages from the past: The Face

From August 2006:

I couldn’t take my eyes off his face..

This image reminded me of a poem I wrote long ago: 

 

 

Many souls, least bothered-
Lives lost, all bare;
Much chaos, no comfort-
A hell, no care…

Some may dismiss this image as nothing more than an advertising gimmick, and for some this image may well present the face of today. Looking at the image I wondered, what if the child - the innocent victim caught in a bloody ’situation’ - is as real as you and me…? And what if it was my child..?

And that’s when I gasped and that’s when I (just) couldn’t take my eyes off this boy’s face…