Witnessing the Aftermath of Hostility

We were lucky. We missed the big, the murder that they had there. It was the aftermath. There were still bodies on the side of the road. The smell was terrible. Everywhere you went you had that smell and it stay with you, stay with you forever. What was touching was children. Children with no parents, just, and I’m not talking, you know, kids 16, 17 years old. I’m talking five, six years old, babies really. Walking on the side of the road, it seems going nowhere and asking us for food. We give them as much as we could but was it enough? Not really. It was sad.