I miss the words to describe the agony tearing apart my heart and my son's heart. We are trapped in the grip of despair and profound suffering. Wars ravage us, and illness consumes my little boy's body. We find no way out of this hell. We live in isolation and deprivation, surrounded by the brutality of the times and the harshness of circumstances. Where is the compassion of the world? Where is the mercy of loving hearts? You are our last hope, the faint ray in the overwhelming darkness of the night. We plead to you with sincerity and indescribable sorrow, extend to us a helping hand, offer us mercy before the feeble candle of life goes out.