FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
STATEMENT ON ANTI-MUSLIM VIOLENCE, MAY 2019
We as Sri Lankans who are committed to justice, equality and meaningful peace in Sri Lanka. We write this in urgency, as anti-Muslim mob violence has erupted in several locations across the island.
Yesterday, violence erupted in Chilaw, in the North Western Province, as a mosque and several Muslim-owned shops were attacked by a mob. Today, we heard reports of similar violence across the North Western Province, in Kiniyama, Kottampitiya and other localities.
Many of us lived through the pogrom of July 1983, when anti-Tamil violence took hundreds of lives. We lived through a bitter war which claimed thousands more. We watched in fear and horror as anti-Muslim violence unfolded in 2014 in Aluthgama and last year, in Digana. We are still grieving for all those lives lost, those injured, and families broken due to the violence on 21st April, Easter Sunday.
We write this as an appeal to our collective humanity. We urge all Sri Lankan citizens to reflect deeply on one’s values, faith, religion, and humanity, and to resist violence at all cost. We urge our representatives to quell the violence immediately with unified political leadership, and commit to accountability and justice. We urge all communities to ensure we are not yet again set down the path to an unstoppable war.
There will be no meaning in mourning for more dead, nor will there be meaning in platitudes, in the aftermath. We will not be able to absolve ourselves or explain away our complicity. After everything we have experienced as a nation, if we cannot prevent another Black July, what would we have achieved?
We are holding all citizens, particularly those especially vulnerable, in our collective prayers. We must act against violence. We must learn from history.
I used to wonder about …
those who stood and watched the killing:
does the memory
of so many pleading eyes
stab like lightning through their days and years
and do the voices
of orphaned children
weeping forlornly before dying
haunt their nights?
Forty years later
once more there is burning
the night sky bloodied, violent and abused
and I – though related
only by marriage –
feel myself both victim and accused,
splinters, shards and ashes
blowing in the wind: nothing remains) –
flinch at the thinnest curl of smoke
shrink from the merest thought of fire
while some warm their hands at the flames.
Anne Ranasinghe, July 1983 (1983)