It wasn't the end

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 Sedra is a refugee from Syria; she's 17. Her family moved to the Washington DC area in 2017. Please listen to Sedra's reflection, in her own voice, in the video above - a poem titled 'It Wasn't the End'.  

It Wasn't the End

The first time I saw death I was in the basement with 70 people

Frightened and praying, hoping they don’t lose their lovers

By the Devils’ eye on the top of each building

it was 2011

I was 8 years old

A kid wrapping myself with a heavy blanket

hoping it would protect me from the Mortar bombs

that faded the building next to ours

A resounding scream cut the babies’ cry

it was my grandma

I saw her tears like torrential rain

watched her grief

Which felt like a rock on my child heart

I asked my aunt what happened

she told me your uncle flew up to the sky

even when I thought he will be happier there

I couldn’t handle it

I scanned the room but everyone was in the same black hole

even my mom who I needed the most

I noticed my grandpa he was different than them

he had an imprisoned tear

his eyes were full of pride for his brave martyr son

I ran to my father

To save me from grief

He hugged me to calm me down

his gleaming eyes

his  words...

life is unexpected

the world is wide

someone dies and someone lives

but hope never leaves us

Think

why would God create grief if

there was no hope

his words, welcomed

was a cure to my miserable heart

the guide to my  lost mind

I stood up

It wasn’t the end

the first time I saw death

I didn’t give up

-Sedra Olabi

 I learned about Sedra through Raghad Bushnaq, a Syrian woman who founded and runs a nonprofit organization called Mozaic in the DC area, that supports Sedra's family and 200 other refugee families from Syria, Afghanistan, Sudan and elsewhere. It is completely run by volunteers, and Raghad is tireless. I call her an angel, but of course she shies away from that term; I'll share Raghad's reflection tomorrow. I encourage you to please support Mozaic with even a small donation, and rest assured that every bit will go to supporting families like Sedra's (Website or PayPal/Venmo: mozaic501c@gmail.com).

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