What about the children? They flee from dangers only adults can understand. They hide in silence, imprisoned by their own fear. They mourn lost parents or are lost themselves -- washed ashore as unidentified bodies. In the cruelest twist, children are torn from their parents’ arms and caged in solitary darkness, living a trauma they will never outgrow or comprehend. They hide their heads: unsafe, unseen, unheard. Can you see them reaching through the fence? Can you hear them crying?