Končno sem si uspela pogledati dokumentarni film režiserja Gianfranca Rosija z naslovom Fuocoammare,
ki ga močno priporočam. Sploh si ne morem predstavljati kako je biti v njihovi koži, po drugi strani pa me je v času begunske krize še bolj pretreslo vse to, meni povsem nedoumljivo, sovraštvo do sočloveka.
Mar niso tudi oni ljudje?
Kdo smo mi, da sodimo?
Eno pa je zagotovo - najbolj pravična stvar na tem planetu je smrt. Nihče ji ne uide in ničesar ne moreš vzeti s sabo.
Edino po čemer se takrat razlikujemo je, kako se nas spominjajo zanamci.
Ali kot pravi v filmu dr. Pietro Bartolo: ''Dolžnost vsakega človeka je, če je človek, da tem ljudem pomaga.''
Za konec zapisa pa še en daljši citat iz filma, ki je neke vrste molitev in zahvala:
''This is my testimony.
We could no
longer stay in Nigeria. Many were dying, most were bombed. We were bombed, and
we flee from Nigeria, we ran to the desert, we went to Sahara Desert and many
died. Raping and killing many people and we could not stay. We flee to Libya. And
Libya was a city of ISIS and Libya was a place not to stay.
We cried on our
knees: ''What shall we do?'',
the mountains could not hide us, the people could
not hide us and we ran to the sea.
On the journey on the sea, too many
passengers died. They got lost in the sea. A boat was carrying 90 passengers. Only
30 were rescued and the rest died. Today we are alive. The sea is not the place
to pass by. The sea is not a road.
Oh, but today we are alive.
It is risky in
life not to take a risk, because life itself is a risk.
We stayed for many
weeks in Sahara Desert. Many were dying with hunger, many were drinking their
piss. All, to survive, we drank our piss to survive, because that was the
journey of life. We stayed in the desert, the water finished. We began to drink
our piss.
We said: ''God, don't let us die in the desert.''
And we got to Libya
and Libyans would not pity us. They would not save us because we are Africans. And
they locked us in their prisons. Many went to prison for one year. Many went to
prison for six years, many died in the prison. Libya prison was very terrible. No
food in the prison. Every day beating, no water, and many of us escaped.
And today
we are here, God rescue us.
Without risk we enter the sea. If we cannot die in
Libyan prison, we cannot die in the sea. And we went to sea and did not die.''
foto: Fuocoammare
In še ena lepa melodija, ki se ravno tako pojavi v dokumentarcu:
Mariano Bellopede - Fuoco a mare
