On your doorstep.

Try to think about a person you know. How you met them. Their face. How they smile at you. What you know about their family, and struggles. That story they told you that seemed bizarre. And how you think their life will be in the future.Now, stay with me and put all this info together for 5 people. It's quite a lot. Different stories, different faces, different grades in school, different ways of shying away, different plans for the future, but some similarities too:Their lives are interrupted.They are running away from rape, war, poverty. Now make that 1200 people. Dead on our fucking doorstep.Help us change it.


Our children are crying, [...] "Mother, I am all alone.To the dark ships now they drive me, & I cannot see you, Mother"' --Women of Troy