We’re out of hospitals

We're not just out of supplies; were out of hospitals. 

Today, they bombed Al-Aqsa Hospital; again. We were trying to save an elderly patient who was dying while treating a young girl with blood fling her lung, at the same time. 

After we did everything we could to save them, we searched the news, hoping for even a glimpse of good news; only to see injured children, suffering patients, and the elderly fleeing death for the thousandth time, as flames rose from the Baptist Hospital; destroyed and set on fire, again. 

Targeting and destroying hospitals was not a mistake. It wasn't collateral damage. It's a deliberate attack on everything that breathes and beats. 

They've done it over and over because they don't want us to survive. They don't want us to live. 

And they keep doing it; because no one has had the courage to stand in their way, As they kill thousands of children As they crush the lives of millions of innocent people 

Worse; they've been given every reason, every excuse every green light to keep going.

Who are you to promise us hell, to unleash it in broad daylight, and still speak as if you're some kind of 'leader"? What kind of leader builds their legacy on ashes and screams. Are you a devil pretending to wear a suit? And what is this world? Where is it, for the sake of god! 

The last places of hope; turned into ashes and screams, as the world watches, and nothing changes.

 People are being bombed in the middle of surgery Patients die before their wounds can even be cleaned. Mothers carry their bleeding children from one shattered building to another; only to find nothing.

Everything is gone. 

People are bleeding to death in the streets because there's nowhere left to go. 

No hospitals

No help 

No hope 

No doctors

No medicine 

No power 

No mercy

What is the world waiting for? The last child gasping for air in the dark? The last doctor forced to choose who gets to live and who's left to die? The last scream before silence swallows Gaza whole? 

Your silence, your excuses helps pull the trigger. If you're not helping stop this, you are letting it happen If you're comfortable, you're not human!

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