Libya's rebel-held Misrata numbed by loss and trauma - But Never Alone for Sure
...The world know your bravery and ingenuity for standing up and beat the tyrant Gaddafi, that spirit will live forever and all the way Tripoli and all the way to democarcy. Wake up my friend! Let’s go my friend! Let’s march forward my friend, let’s warm your frozen soul, like the storm, give yourself new life give yourself new blood into your numbed skeleton body, thwack the spring field, everything so fresh and joyful, let’s flow through every veins every streams every corners and every streets, deep breath in deep breath out, stretch to four corners with your strong limbs, nourished by the spirit of fortitude and lively life, Where cycle benign with never endings! Let’s go my friend! Your spring now!
The city has been liberated - up to a point. The regime's men have been driven out, but they are just over half an hour's drive away.
Misrata is still cut off - accessible only by sea. And the city has been numbed by layer upon layer of loss and trauma - much of it unspoken.
Local medical officials believe about 1,000 people have been killed and 8,000 injured.
There have been amputees. And then there are the missing - another 900 or so.
One family has more than 10 missing members. A 13-year-old boy has been waiting for them here, wondering if they will ever come home.
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"We will be one hand after Gaddafi is gone,"
