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and that you run around not knowing where to shelter to save your
life. That is what innocent children and men and women experience
all the time in the civil war that has been raging in Syria for the last
two years, even if such reports have not been in the headlines for the
last few days. Assad's planes routinely bomb the homes of innocent

civilians, bakeries, hospitals and even schools.
Imagine that as you are suffering the pangs of hunger, you set
your own hunger aside and gather up a few weeds to provide somet-

hing for your child to eat, that you boil this "food" up and try to keep
that child alive with that greenish water. Our Muslim brothers in Yar-
mouk, where the number of people who have starved to death has
risen to 144, are currently suffering the despair of being unable to feed

their children.
Imagine that as you sit in your warm home, the door is suddenly
kicked in. Your brother, father, sister, spouse, son or daughter are vio-

lently dragged out. The males are executed in full public gaze, while
the females are raped. Our Uighur brothers in East Turkestan have
been living under that repression since 1965. The number of those
martyred is 35 million; that is equivalent to the population of Canada.
In other words, as we sit in our warm homes, as many of our Muslim

brothers as the population of an entire country have been martyred.
Just these few examples are enough to terrify one and stir the

conscience. As you read this piece, our Muslim brothers in various
parts of the world spend every day in terror of a bomb hitting their
own roof, and with the sound of explosions and guns. Some live in
terror of the knock on the door at any moment and those knocking on
the door can take members of the household away at any moment and

the family will never see or hear of those people again. Men, women,
old, people, children and babies in the cradle who are tortured, raped