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Cradle Robbers in Peshawar.

The smallest coffins are the heaviest as they are stark reminders of the greatest failure of mankind, children targeted by terrorists is the exact eye for an eye ideology that has left the whole world blind. Their tiny voices may have been silenced now but they will echo throughout time, 
until we can find a way to ensure that no child is ever left behind. 

There is no humanity when parents are forced to bury their young, 
no sense of security when classrooms are emptied and filled with blood. 
These atrocities seem to increase in alarming numbers, 
creating communities that are stripped of their liveliness and then deprived of their slumber. 

From Sandy Hook to Nigeria, Syria, Israel or Palestine, 
these senseless acts of brutality will never fail to cross the line. 
No amount of time could heal the broken hearts of mothers 
forced to find the courage to remain strong for little sisters and brothers. 

The arrogance of man speaks of progress and achievement 
choosing to remain ignorant to the sorrow and bereavement. 
We are not civilized and we never will be 
until our weakest links lay down their weapons and embrace harmony. 

So many dreams shattered in an instant, in the blink of an eye 
more than a hundred lives stolen to avenge army strikes. 
Children surrounded by war know little happiness as it is, 
accustomed to the ugliness that should never be witnessed. 

They should not be deprived of an education or robbed of their innocence 
amid the darkness whose only hope for light lied in their very existence. 
What these militants' malnourished minds will never understand 
is the strength and resilience of those affected by their wicked plans. 

They are survivors and will always rise up, come together and revolt,
against these self-proclaimed holy men that equate religiosity with bullet holes. 
History will not only remember this as the day everything faded to black 
but also as the moment that united a nation to finally fight back. 

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