I’m just a walking dead man

Tonight, I'm deeply saddened and broken, and I feel dehumanised by just thinking of my people, imagining what happened and is still happening, and overthinking it; dehumanized as in to animalize us, and to make us feel worthless and really small, and that nothingness is way better for us than this.

 I can feel the genocide metastisizing in our bodies. My friends, I'm just a walking dead man, feeling very angry and sick of this temporary existence, with blown off brains, and scattered body parts, thinking of us, the genocided people, who deserved a decent life, and deserved a decent death! And wishing nothing but an end to the entire genocidal world! 

This photo was taken on my way back to Gaza, 3 years ago, after being away from home and family, for 5 consecutive years" because I couldn't travel easily". This look comes after long hours on the road, and I can now remember how exhausted I was, and how cold and dehumanized I felt. We have been subjected to dehumanization a long time ago!