I am still here

I am still here. I've just been busy being tortured, physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally, under the weight of the most powerful militaries in the world.

It is not surprising how the U.S. military was able to save two of its own soldiers after their warplane was attacked, in an extremely dangerous place, against a powerful enemy. What is also not surprising is how they claimed it was impossible to save even a single child in Gaza, while tens of thousands were left to be killed, and while policies were enabled that left over a million children suffering through famine. They took revenge on children, and that is what they have become good at.

Thousands of people, including children, were killed and injured at their so-caled aid points. The right to schools and hospitals was vetoed. And the world was convinced that this was unavoidable.

America is great, yes, but only in making other human lives more miserable. Great at protecting war criminals and those who kill children, and abuse them, not children themselves. Great at justifying suffering, not stopping it.

That does not make them merely complicit in our suffering, it makes them criminals in it. And this does not only deprive us of our humanity; it strips them of theirs as well.

What am 1? What are we? What are they? How are we still going through this?

Writing the smallest details of suffering here, documenting everything, even the slightest injustice, does not make it any less painful. Sometimes it feels pointless to survive at this point, when we are witnessing them destroying other people, while we remain overwhelmed by the certainty that they are planning to return and finish us, once they are done with the others.

We are still here because, despite everything, we hold on to our right to live, with dignity, with self-respect, and with the stubborn belief that Allah will not forget us, and will not forgive those who have done this.

And we keep going because justice must exist somewhere, even if we are destined not to witness it in our lifetime, in this dark world.