Growing up, in unsafe environment, is what this is about…
There are children, to this current day and age, who knew too much about death, and not enough about life, their days don’t have any sun, they lived in the gloominess of war that draped over their heads, walked, barefoot, through the debris of their towns, feeling the hunger, rambling, inside those small stomachs of theirs.
…not my photo.
Children who knew too much about death and not enough about life, even IF they managed to grow up into adults, they will still be living, as the dead, because they’d never known anything about life, they were, surrounded by the dead growing up, and, with limited socialization with living things in their external environments, they are more than prone, to develop serious psychological problems later on in life.
Children who knew too much about death and not enough about life, are faced with even more challenges every single day, compared to the rest of us, “normal” population of people, as death is already, a PART of their lives, and, once death becomes a part of people’s lives, it can’t, be extracted, or even, exorcised.
it’s really awful, this sight…
Children who knew too much about death and not enough about life are, branded by death, and, death’s marks will stay on them, and they will, carry this unknown sense of having lost something (their innocence, perhaps???) throughout the rest of their lives…………
Life, the Obstacle Course 