By Suzanne Baroud
Ironically, it was in Palestine, 20 years ago, I concluded that there is no God. For how God is said that all the love that the impartiality and treat all the horrors, as happened in Palestine?
Paganism is growing stronger every day with the night, each strike of mourning over the death of a martyr, was forced by beheading in the middle of the shot square in the bright afternoon he Ramallah a few years ago. However cemented day I have to tell my students to one of the five years that his brother has just done by the army of Israel. His sentence, he was limp, the fear of the shoulder as she cried with classmates ... This is what eventually happened.
Almost 20 years have passed since that day, and I have been married to the family in Gaza. I am a wife and mother, sister and aunt of a large number of children who lived the horror of what has become the Gaza Strip. If we see the images attack Israel, I hear yourself murmuring when I see children tortured to death, "Run Run .... thrilled." After many years so this is a dream is to promote a desire to once again believe in the Hereafter.
Cage, starved, sniped, smothered. They were slaughtered like sheep, but the leaders of the free world can not find the time to comment. Golf vacation, Obama, Bush, the European Union, they were not important enough. I have become a gallop mutters. I call this a little broken and torn bodies, honestly have never known life lost. The only entertainment for the rest of death.
A crowd gathered, dressed in gas, smoke and dust. In the future, there are eight children's father, each holding a white wrapped all have a son, daughter. For some time, no yelling, crying, or do not sing, but when the peace and stillness that hangs over a network that has requested the favor, bringing the ball Toddler sniper or a young father, who will find a way to live now?
A boy sitting on a sidewalk next to his mother. It was placed against the wall of the building collapsed and his life is bleeding from all parts of the road. He splashed on his face and shirt color. Using the last of his strength to lift the arms and hands in relation to play and then they left. That is located in the head and hands cries. He was alone.
The camera zooms in the new building, a civilian house. Some of the girls brown hair covered with dust and eyes wide open, which can be found. His mother, the wall and taken her hair, while his father, powerful search through the rubble for the rest to the girls, where they will be? Whispered me back, "you again in heaven. Run to the angels."
What a lot of faith. How strong the father lost his father, mother, wife and eight children, that this person can say something, "God is great, thank God for everything." He holds his son, and even gray, he stifles kissed him, then take back with two bullets in the chest. Placing child care, in addition to his brother and once again, take back the skin of young people is to a sniper bullet in the chest. He almost can not calm himself and moans about the camera man sympathizers, "God is Great, thank God for everything."
Imam old and wrinkled like a little girl is in love with the place that lifeless body, such as the wrong approach may cause more pain, thanks to the soft and Mumbles than she is my sister and brothers in the pit. I try to comfort him saying: "Finally, a safe place. Stay close with my sister. Your brother. Put your fears to rest and to respond to your beloved prophet and many of your friends is dead before you."
Hospitals, schools, mosques, civil buildings, where the United Nations, all worthy goals. Doctors, medicines, food and water, the exemption of trucks from all over the world online for miles on the border of Egypt, but they refused. Security is high, food is scarce, water is completely lost.
Faith in the water when it seems strange. For me, it seems the circle of despair and fear death, because of snow and white blood dismembered many innocent lives Gaza.
Workers of the United Nations in coordination with the Israelis, to get people to safety in a school of the United Nations. Hundreds of people sheltered in the harbor mutually agreed safe. Immediately after school, Israel falls under the fire. Bruised and battered refugee Satan see the face, dressed in fatigues. Hundreds injured, dozens of deaths, the victims and relaxed.
Government to negotiate with the cease-fire. Rumors of plots buzz. The U. S. The President is elected forever silent. Parents in the collapse of the wall that is still their children. Shattered concrete, random arms and legs, broken glass, thrown into bloody-podge laborer. But in my mind, I see all their little body quickly swept in Heaven, and I called them, "Run!"
- Suzanne Baroud is the editor of PalestineChronicle.com.
Source: AJP
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