Think about them to make them think about us....

Ever imagined if you entered adolescence with a ten pound gun strap digging deep into your bony shoulders while you shift it restlessly from one side to another staring blankly on an endless barren road hauntingly searching for your next target. Afghanistan, Palestine, vast stretches of Africa and all of Somalia are observers to those formative years that lost their innocence long before they witnessed it.


Convention of the Rights of the Child prohibits soldiers younger then 15. The preamble to the Convention recognizes that every human and in the context of the Convention every child has an inherent Right to Life without distinction of any kind such as race, colour, sex, language, religion, political or other opinion, national or social origin, birth or status. The Geneva Declaration of 1924 of the Rights of the Child further recognizes that the child by the reason of their physical and mental immaturity need special safeguards and care, including appropriate legal protection, before as well as after birth. Well articulated conventions with high sound moral ideals, but what is law without implementation. As Conventions are scripted in gold on the annals of history with elaborate niceties, nameless statistics like bubbles are formed in the desolate lands of war ravaged countries adding fuel to the divide that we call the Clash between Civilizations. Something must be done to prevent this from happening or is this the legacy we want to leave for out future generations. We need to heal, we need to bridge the divide and this bridging must begin with those young impressionable minds for they are the like the molten wax that can be moulded into any shape we want. We need to think for them for making them think about us when we grow old into second childhood like children in their hands.