Letter From The Afterlife To My Child

LETTER FROM THE AFTERLIFE TO MY CHILD

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24-04-2008 11:48:36

My beloved child,

One day, the Armenian land slipped away from under my feet, shattered
by foolish hatred.

As I fell, with a cry, I held you tightly against my body to shelter
you from the unspeakable.

The heat was intense and I was worried about your health.

By God’s will, you pulled through.

For in the land of cross-stones and for the crime without a name,
you will need to look for a haven of peace in order to write our name.

Mayrig who loves you

Jean Eckian 2008

OUR DEAD HAVE NAMES

Jean Eckian invites the Armenians to record the names of their Martyrs
on the Memorial

With the support of Charles AZNAVOUR

Translated by Raffy Dikranian

www.inhomage.com

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