I woke up Thursday
morning on the sound of a missile throw me out of my bed. I then realized it
was a raid on a house in my neighborhood. The shucked news was that the victim
is a two years old child. At the afternoon I heard people shouting and
gathering in the street. The father holds his son in his hands, crying and
walking with a crowed shouting “to paradise oh little child, to paradise”. I
could no longer look, closing the window and crying while thinking of his
injured mother in the hospital. What does she feel like now, absolutely not
good!
This feeling of depression reached the
peak when I saw the massacre of Al-Dalou family. Four children were killed in a
savage way along with their parents. What I am sure of now is that whatever I write
about this horrible genocide, this up normal act will not describe what really
happened and will not be enough. My ink is helpless, I cannot find the words. I
lost my way of comprehension in front of these innocents smiles covered with
blood. Hijazi family, Yosra Al-Shawa, Abdulrahman Naieem, Ranan Arafat and other
innocent angels, please rest in peace you are in a better world now.
So, dear world stop acting like you care with your fake condemnation to the Israeli acts. Dear Arab League enough conferences. We are sick of your words, we need serious acts. Stop blaming each others, describing yourselves as ewe, while this word is not enough to show your humiliation. Stop singing for us, because we know exactly when to sing. Stop weeping for us, because we know exactly how to cry.
The eighth day of the Israeli aggression on Gaza passes, and the world still watches silently. Honestly, I can no longer look at the photos of the martyrs and injured people. Civilians, children, women, and elderly people all were killed in such a horrible way. Sleeplessly and frustratingly, I wonder every night, what was their fault? How many other innocent people will be killed? Dear world, do not you consider such acts terrorism?!!
At the evening I heard some news about ceasefire under the auspices of the Egyptians. A truce!! I am sorry dear Mr. President Mursi, but I expected more!
So, dear world let me say this, we are not naïve! We know exactly how things go. And we do not need your help any more. From now on we can handle it. Dear world, we Palestinians do not die. “We Palestinians teach life sir”. We can create beauty among this destruction. We can plant flowers in the middle of death. The smell of our blood gives us the strength and determination to move on. This primitive force frightened one of the most powerful armies in the world. Dear Arab leaders, those primitive people restored dignity for the whole Arab world which you lost.
So, dear world stop acting like you care with your fake condemnation to the Israeli acts. Dear Arab League enough conferences. We are sick of your words, we need serious acts. Stop blaming each others, describing yourselves as ewe, while this word is not enough to show your humiliation. Stop singing for us, because we know exactly when to sing. Stop weeping for us, because we know exactly how to cry.
The eighth day of the Israeli aggression on Gaza passes, and the world still watches silently. Honestly, I can no longer look at the photos of the martyrs and injured people. Civilians, children, women, and elderly people all were killed in such a horrible way. Sleeplessly and frustratingly, I wonder every night, what was their fault? How many other innocent people will be killed? Dear world, do not you consider such acts terrorism?!!
At the evening I heard some news about ceasefire under the auspices of the Egyptians. A truce!! I am sorry dear Mr. President Mursi, but I expected more!
So, dear world let me say this, we are not naïve! We know exactly how things go. And we do not need your help any more. From now on we can handle it. Dear world, we Palestinians do not die. “We Palestinians teach life sir”. We can create beauty among this destruction. We can plant flowers in the middle of death. The smell of our blood gives us the strength and determination to move on. This primitive force frightened one of the most powerful armies in the world. Dear Arab leaders, those primitive people restored dignity for the whole Arab world which you lost.
