
“I have just come back from the evening shift in the hospital, and I feel terribly
bad. I would like to be able to howl the rage that I feel within but I can’t do
it, and then I thought of writing to you, of howling to you how monstrously unjust
all this is. Three children of 2, 5 and 6 years and their father arrived in the
emergency room. Their bodies are devastated by splinters of bombs. Their village,
Musa Qala, has been under aerial bombardment on the part of international forces
since yesterday. Their mother died with the rest of the family — 10 people. I
asked the father, thanks to the translation of a local doctor, if there have been
many deaths. He answered that the families that live near them, around 40 people, have
been completely destroyed, and he added that in all the villages surrounding his
the situation is the same: dead and wounded.
Nevertheless, if I search on the internet for news in Italian newspapers, including
Ansa, I find only short articles that speak of 10 Taliban killed in the south
of Afghanistan: no one speaks at all of all these civilians. The Emergency hospital
is overflowing with patients. From when, yesterday, the bombing resumed (always
more frequent), numerous wounded have arrived—all civilians.
Now the three children and their father are stretched out all together on two
beds side by side. None of them says anything, not a complaint. Only the man,
while they put him in the bed, looks at his children and says: my family is all
here. And his eyes fill with tears.”