There is a fire in my heart that no one can see‼️
This is the Third time I’ve lived through the brutality of hunger its harshness, its silence.
I walk through the streets of the city and find nothing to feed my children.
🩸The first time was last year, when I documented my situation holding onto a piece of bread after over a month of deprivation.
🩸The second time was 6 months ago when I brought some flour for my family and I was very tired because it was a very long walk.
🩸Now, I’m reliving that same pain.
The helplessness before my children, the heartbreak, it feels like I’m failing as a father. This is the very definition of powerlessness. I am of no use to them.💔💔
*Do you feel the weight of this hunger in my heart?
*Can you hear the cries of my children’s empty stomachs?
*Is anyone out there listening?
*Can anyone help us or Or convey the voice of this hunger to those who can help us?
Please donate, we are in dire need of your humanity. I hope you will not leave us to die in this harsh hunger. We want to feel that there is someone we can rely on to lighten this burden a little.
My campaign is verified on Gazavetters under # (88).
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