To the Children of War.
Never known a home, Never known clean running water, Never known a full stomach, Never known peace.
Thousands are orphans who’ve never felt the love of a mother. Orphans who’ve never felt the love of a father. Instead of board games and Netflix, they work all day trying to keep their family alive. Trying to live while there’s a constant chance of an indiscriminate missile strike. 75 years mankind has failed Gaza, 75 years we’ve watched as they die and suffer. 75 years we’ve witnessed children starve to death or be victims of ruthless air strikes or even die due to the cold.
Where is humanity?
چو استاده ای٬ دست افتاده گیر
As long as you are standing, give a hand to those who have fallen.
The kids are all right
Yesterday, my community service club was doing outside litter pickup, when I overheard one of my students talking about Israel killing kids.
“Yeah, Israel is killing Palestinian kids. Israel is killing children like us.”
“What!?”
*pulls out phone to show a video of babies in distress after the Israeli air strikes.”
“Huhh! Omg look at her!”
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I keep thinking what he meant by “us.” Children their age, racially minoritized people, or was it something else?
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The children are listening.
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Most people who evacuated from the north left with the clothes they had on, so they have no jackets or sweaters. Most of them are wearing T-shirts staying in refugee shelters and tents. There’s a catastrophe coming because these people will not be able to survive this winter. Rain and heavy wind hasn’t stopped for the past two days in gaza. We need a CEASEFIRE NOW.