There was no miracle, by Emma Riverola

Little Rayan died before being rescued. Parents nightmare. The terror of the child. The shared tragedy. The well from which a little water was expected to subsist swallowed hope. Only the absence remains. More misery. A loss that eats another and one more. Always hungry. Family members, friends, neighbors, people from further afield were crowded around the hole. Some wanted to help. Others perhaps came to the smell of misfortune. Most just expected a miracle. What we all yearn for. Raising prayers to any god, to life itself. a prayer a spell

The body of Esther López has been found. How many times must he lament the murder of a woman? Who will be next? How many grams of fear have we all added with the tragic news? Paul Married He has offered support to the family and takes advantage of the tweet to wage his partisan war: “We demand the reviewable permanent prison, which the left wanted to repeal, to prevent these savages from reoffending.” Not even the duel stopped his impudent use. At last, what we already knew: poverty eats children, machismo kills and lack of scruples has no shame… There was no miracle.

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