"From a meaningless life to a meaningless death..."
The sky is still blue as I remember. I havent seen it since three days. I almost forgot how beautiful it looks on a sunny day in winter. I wish I could walk on the beach and enjoy some peace.
Three days ago, I moved to the house of my husband's family with him and our children. We left our beach apartment with the wonderful view in order to find a more secure place where the kids cannot hear the loud sounds of explosions and wake up frightened and crying. I cannot give them any assurances that tomorrow will be better for them and that they will be save. They stopped asking us when this going to end and when they can get back to living their normal lives as children.
The images are always the same, except that this time they are more violent and evil. We stopped enjoying anything after the Israeli war against the civilians in Gaza. Neither me nor my children can stand the sound of the continuous bombing of the Israeli war machines. It is worse during the night. The children started to go to bed very early to avoid hearing the sounds of F-16s dropping bombs. You cannot imagine how scary it is to hear the whistling of the missiles before they hit. With every hit you feel that this time you are that targe and you count the seconds before they hit. All what we can do is to thank Allah when we all wake up safe the next morning. We will live another day !
I used to listen to how people talk about hating wars, about all the pain it leaves in their hearts and souls. War is very cruel and we. the Palestinian refugees, have witnessed the cruelty of war more than once. This time, it is the cruelest of all. There is no mercy, no difference between a child, an old man or even an innocent, unborn fetus. All are criminals and deserve to die according to Israel.
I stopped hoping for an end,. My children have stopped feeling after seeing the photos broadcasted on the news. Childrn, families - are all the victims of the Israeli hate and inhumanity. Life became meaningless not only for us but also for our children. We, therefore, only wait our turn to join the list, as an additional number, nothing more, but just a number.
Our only wish is to die together as one familyso no one of us has to live through the bitterness of losing the other.
Najwa Sheikh
6/1/2009
Nusierat Camp, Gaza Strip
http://www.un.org/unrwa/refugees/stor...
Music :
Chava Alberstein - "Chad Gadya"
Hans Zimmer - "Gortoz A Ran-J'Attends"
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"Man is a flower
that should be burnt..."
~Anne Sexton, 'After Auschwitz'
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Poem:
Michael Rosen - "In Gaza,Children"
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In Gaza, children,
you learn that the sky kills
and that houses hurt.
You learn that your blanket is smoke
and breakfast is dirt.
You learn that cars do somersaults
clothes turn red,
friends become statues,
bakers dont sell bread.
You learn that the night is a gun,
that toys burn
breath can stop,
it could be your turn.
You learn:
if they send you fire
they couldnt guess:
not just the soldier dies -
its you and the rest.
Nowhere to run,
nowhere to go,
nowhere to hide
in the home you know.
You learn that death isnt life,
the air isnt bread.
The land is for all - you have the right to be
not dead.
The land is for all - you have the right to be
not dead.
The land is for all - you have the right to be
not dead.
The land is for all -you have the right to be
not dead.
~ Michael Rosen
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I come and stand at every door
But no one hears my silent tread
I knock and yet remain unseen
For I am dead, for I am dead.
I'm only seven although I died
In Hiroshima long ago
I'm seven now as I was then
When children die they do not grow.
My hair was scorched by swirling flame
My eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust
And that was scattered by the wind.
I need no fruit, I need no rice
I need no sweet, nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself
For I am dead, for I am dead.
All that I ask is that for peace
You fight today, you fight today
So that the children of this world
May live and grow and laugh and play.
~ Nazım Hikmet - "A Little Girl"
stop war
ernasari20 2 years ago 5
mozoltov!!!!
bcmrcool 2 years ago 3