THE LANGUAGE OF LAMENT There was hardly a dry eye in the room. One by one men and women got up to read aloud a lament they had written. There were tears as we lamented for girls who are enslaved, for parents and grandparents […]
THE LANGUAGE OF LAMENT There was hardly a dry eye in the room. One by one men and women got up to read aloud a lament they had written. There were tears as we lamented for girls who are enslaved, for parents and grandparents […]