After a Bombing

 All images from Facebook page of JDC.

 No graphic images of the carnage have been included here.

After the dastardly deed is done – a cowardly, underhanded attack on unsuspecting, unarmed, innocent civilians carried out by the devil’s henchmen – then what a task it is for civil society to pick up the pieces of the death and destruction left behind.

Groups of families and friends have to search for each other in a mad panic to see which ones of them have survived and which ones have borne the brunt of terror. Parents and children have to run to try to save each other, if it is in their power to do so and if it is still possible. Those who have survived have to try to make sense of the sight of the carnage and the brave ones made of steel have to get up to help others in any way they can.

Volunteers and rescue workers have to rush to the site to help the wounded and transport them safely to medical care. Someone has to arrange ambulances and transport the injured and dead to hospitals and graveyards. Survivors have to be hurried away from the scene to prevent more casualties.  Media personnel have to arrive to report the crime, risking their lives to count the dead and decide what is too gruesome to show and what is relatively viewable. They have to collect the list of dead and injured to help their families locate them.

Once the survivors and injured are moved, someone has to pick up the body parts, insides and entrails of humans, young and old, blown to bits and scattered around. Someone has to identify these pieces, then collect them together on stretchers. Someone has to stitch them back into a semblance of humans, wash them if possible, and prepare them for burial. Someone has to arrange shrouds and coffins, dig graves and bury the dead.

Caretakers of the site have to wash the blood and bits of human remains from walls, ceilings and floors.

At hospitals doctors and staff have to stand on alert to receive the injured in various critical stages and fight to keep the casualties to a minimum.

Those who care for their country and their people have to arrange protests against the attacks and assemble security, mikes, speakers, banners, seating, food and water.

Concerned citizens have to bang on the doors of ‘rulers’, begging and pleading for sanity.

What the victims’ families have to go through is beyond words.

And then everyone has to brace themselves for the next dastardly attack.