His legs collapsed beneath him as he slowly slid down the wall. Staring ahead, he watched the scene unfold before him, wondering vaguely why he could hear nothing. A man was about to flee past him, carrying a child. Suddenly, he stopped and appeared to be screaming. Then he understood; the child had been shot and was dead in his father's arms. He thought of his three-year-old son back in Russia, waiting for his return that would never come. For a brief second, his eyes met those of the Ukrainian father who had just lost his son. The almost imperceptible shaking of his head, eyes filled with tears and hands opening out as his soul slipped from his body was met with a nod of recognition. A brief moment when two enemies breached the horrors of war with the recognition of each other's humanity.
His legs collapsed beneath him as he slowly slid down the wall. Staring ahead, he watched the scene unfold before him, wondering vaguely why he could hear nothing. A man was about to flee past him, carrying a child. Suddenly, he stopped and appeared to be screaming. Then he understood; the child had been shot and was dead in his father's arms. He thought of his three-year-old son back in Russia, waiting for his return that would never come. For a brief second, his eyes met those of the Ukrainian father who had just lost his son. The almost imperceptible shaking of his head, eyes filled with tears and hands opening out as his soul slipped from his body was met with a nod of recognition. A brief moment when two enemies breached the horrors of war with the recognition of each other's humanity.
Lovely, Kisane. Thank you for sharing this 🙏💙