In Gaza you can see everything bad that comes to mind, literally everything. You can see missiles falling on residential areas and exploding, completely destroying them, and no one survives. You can also see helicopters firing bullets more heavily than rain toward houses or what remains of houses and tents, and tanks firing shells toward you without stopping.
In the streets of the world everything is clean and full of flowers, but with us there are no more flowers, only tents for the displaced and graves of the martyrs. You cannot see anything beautiful; all you see is destruction, bombing, devastation, killing, displacement, and hunger.
Everything that is not beautiful you find with us. Everything is difficult, everything is bitter. We suffer. Listen to our cries and do not leave us. Wars are supposed to be between armies, but here the war is between a Nazi Zionist army and only elderly people, women, and children.
They have wiped out the entire youth category and destroyed an entire generation, rather generations. They have destroyed a city, executed our lives, killed us, and no one has held them accountable. Please share my blog, you will not lose anything, and donate to me and my family if you can, or send it to someone who can help. Do not pass by as if you have done nothing.
