Behind the whiteness of the tombstones, their chastity rests. They left their innocent bones there, in the silver city, where destinies are written in stone. Their hopes and love laid out in mounds. The lights are dispersing, out of shame in front of the eyes of the mothers of Srebrenica, that endless light and yearning. In remembrance of their sons and daughters, their husbands and fathers... I dedicate this book to them, humbled until eternity, by their sacrifice... -------------------- "I don't forgive, and I will never forgive a single innocent life to those who committed these acts."
Behind the whiteness of the tombstones, their chastity rests. They left their innocent bones there, in the silver city, where destinies are written in stone. Their hopes and love laid out in mounds. The lights are dispersing, out of shame in front of the eyes of the mothers of Srebrenica, that endless light and yearning. In remembrance of their sons and daughters, their husbands and fathers... I dedicate this book to them, humbled until eternity, by their sacrifice... -------------------- "I don't forgive, and I will never forgive a single innocent life to those who committed these acts."
