Thank you, humans
Today is the day 400, of the most destructive, and the most unjust and oppressive war of humans history, and I really don't know how I and my family have survived all of these days.
Thank you, humans. Thank you for your endless sorry about what happened to us. And I am sorry that your sorry and all your attempts, the least and the greatest, did not save us, and did not alleviate our suffering and misery, and didn't bring us peace. I am not here to just thank you, and you are not here to just be sorry. I have been here for 400 days, screaming asking for help, and you have been there on the other side screaming to save me, but I am anyhow, still in immense danger, and you are out there, very safe. I listened carefully to your support words, and I stayed strong, hopeful, and human! I did exactly as you wished me to do, and maybe more, to serve and survive, but that didn't save me!
There will come a day when I will be so quiet, and I will not hear your screams, asking me to be strong, and to stay safe, and I will not be able to speak, to thank you for your sorry for what will happen to me, and when that day comes, please forgive me, for not being able to say thanks for your sorry, and don't feel sorry that your sorry didn't help, because that wouldn't help, and don't forget me!
Hello world, this is Ali, a 29 year old doctor working at Alaqsa emergency department. I and my family live in Alnusierat camp, in the middle of
Gaza. Why does the day 400, seems like our first day in this genocide, and yet it seems like the last day of it for the world?
Why are my people still being killed and dying by dozens, everyday, and shelters and hospitals are still being bombed to this day, and why have we become just numbers in the news for that long period of time?
125 killed in an airstrike on a family building, and another 125 of the same family is still under the rubble, 400 killed in a strike on a hospital, 274 on an operation to free 4 hostages, 10 thousands missing, about 50 thousand killed, 10o thousands injured, 3800 massacres, and 2.3 million human genocided, and dehumanised and dying of hunger.
Where have our attempts to survive gone, and where have your attempts to save us gone! Where have these 400 days gone, and where will the days that will come go, while we are still burning in this hell? Where are the dreams of those who were killed in front of the world gone, and where will our dreams go if we are killed?
