To Mr Sunak,
We’ve not met before but I wanted to get in touch with you as my parliamentary representative, because in my frustrated helplessness I didn’t know what else to do.
I must confess I’m not hot on politics, and I represent the masses that grope their way along in the dark, trying to figure out how our country is operating. So I’m no expert. But I am a wife and I am a mother, and alongside millions of others I have wept over the images of the little boy washed up on that Turkish beach. My heart broke for the life lost and those he left behind, but it also broke for all those other children and families who have met that same fate but have gone unseen by us as a nation.
I understand the reluctance to make provision. the UK are just getting back on its’ feet and we could do without any financial drain on the economy. I get it. But then you look a little closer and you see that these inconveniences have little fingers and little toes. They have a birthday and they have a favourite food. They probably get the hiccups when they laugh too hard.
They have a name.
They used to have a home, but violence chased them from all they knew. They’ve looked for somebody, anybody to help them, to let them live, and we’ve just looked the other way.
I don’t have the answer. If I did I guess I’d be in Politics giving you a run for your money. But what I do know in my own simple way is that something needs to happen. And we look to you, our members of parliament, to represent the national outcry over the lives lost already and the lives that will continue to be lost if we don’t step up and show mercy.
We have a responsibility to speak up and get involved. And be damned grateful that we didn’t happen to be born in a war torn country.
Thankyou for hearing me out.