I didn’t write this to make you cry. Not for you to tell me: “Poor you.”.I write this so I can hang these words around your neck to make you bear the responsibility of my perspective,the responsibility of knowing,the responsibility of being a witness.

Today, my newborn cousin died of starvation. But he didn’t just die Israel killed him, and the whole world is complicit.

RT @BinNassema: ستين ألف شهيد وشهيدة.

And now we have two kinds of martyrs:.Martyrs who were seeking aid their death deserves more sympathy. And martyrs of the usual bombings they've been dying for two years, so their deaths no longer cause much of a stir.

RT @izzeddinshaheen: والآن أصبح لدينا نوعين من الشهداء.شهداء من طالبي المساعدات موتهم يستحق شفقة أكثر. وشهداء القصف العادي وهؤلاء يموتون من….

Whoever is granted life in Gaza and survives this hell believe me, they will not truly live, only breathe. Those who survive will suffer forever. Those who survive will carry their pain until death. They will be left as broken souls, haunted by tragedies and wounds that never.

He who kills finds rest, but he who remains alive dies a thousand deaths with every breath he takes.

Palestinian Ministry of Health – Gaza. 🚨 Urgent Press Release. ⭕️ Twenty-one citizens have been martyred, including 15 who died from suffocation due to the firing of gas at starving crowds and the ensuing stampede at the American aid distribution center (“death traps”) south of.

RT @Louis_Allday: ⬇️⬇️⬇️.

RT @wasimsaidharbid: 📣 Everyone must know the truth. My book, "Testimony from the Hell of Genocide: Gaza’s Inferno," is a voice from beneat….

📣 Everyone must know the truth. My book, "Testimony from the Hell of Genocide: Gaza’s Inferno," is a voice from beneath the rubble a cry from the heart of catastrophe and a call for justice and awareness. I wrote it for my people, for the children lost under siege, for the

The beasts returned to crush what remained of my city’s ashes as if ruin was not enough for them. They came back to haunt the souls of my loved ones, after tearing their bodies apart and stealing their final breaths.

I try to take as many photos as I can of myself, my siblings, my parents, my grandfather, my friends. I cling to my camera as if I’m trying to hold on to time itself,.because I’ve lost so many of those I love,.and they left without leaving behind anything but blurred images that.

RT @MosabAbuToha: Please, make sure everyone sees this. Yesterday, I messaged the bureau chief in Jerusalem of a major global newspaper—on….

إلى متى ؟.

RT @wasimsaidharbid: I didn’t write this to make you cry. Not for you to tell me: “Poor you.”.I write this so I can hang these words around….

RT @Louis_Allday: Normalisation with Israel is the normalisation of indefinite genocide, occupation and violence, not meaningful peace.

For 643 days,.all I hear is bombing and screaming. all I see is blood, shattered bodies, and rubble. all I feel is fear and terror. .

RT @wasimsaidharbid: Hello, if you want to know what the situation in Gaza is like right now, please read all my words carefully:. Read the….

RT @BinNassema: قبل عشر سنوات تماماً من استشهاده في غارة جوية صهيونية، مع أخيه وأخته وأطفالهم، علاء ويحيى ومحمد، كتب الشهيد رفعت العرعير، ف….

RT @BinNassema: لم يستدعِ الكاتب هذه اللحظات من ذاكرة بعيدة، بل عاشها وهو يخطّها. لم تكن كتابةً عن الموت، بل من وسطه. أول ما ينبغي إدراكه:….