The War Has Returned, And The Smell Of Death Is Everywhere.

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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

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My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

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I am the child Rana, I live in northern Gaza

My family and I live in constant hunger and fear.

We lost our jobs, our friends, everything because of the war.

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My father has passed away from Covid-19 yesterday morning. As much as I want time to grieve him; me, my mother, and little brother are in urgent need of money. We had been funded by his SSA checks each month, & now have to contact SS of his death.

Because of this, we will have almost no funding until we are approved for Survivors Benefits. I am currently working but because my father died from Covid, I must remain in quarantine until I can continue. We urgently need to pay $1000 in rent & utilities by August 5th.

Luckily, once I return to work I can handle paying for the other misc. bills. Until then, we need funding however we can.

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Thank you all who took time to read and help us in this time.

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yousef has been ill so he hasn't been online as much to ask for help himself. imagine the difficulty to recover from an illness in the cold with no shelter but a tent. if you can relieve some of this family's stress by donating then please help them 🙏

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Round does the wind blow

Through the thick forest brush

Through the iron and glass

Through the marsh and the damp

Through open expanse of blue

And through the body, of you, and of me.

This poem will not talk

About the silent pillow and sock

As slumber does not wait to tumble

Into indecipherable dreams and terrors

As fantasy blurs with what is real

And what is want,

What you need however,

Is not a taunt

Because the wind will speak

It will whisper, and howl

It will never be silenced

But not all the crowd

Will be able to hear it's pained speak

As the closed will become deaf

And the open become blind

Because the closed will not let the wind in,

And the open will not see the wind, or feel the wind, who it is, and who the cries of help belong to,

No empathy, much less sympathy, for the voices that go with the wind.

And so nature weeps in the drizzle

Screams in the thunder

And remains silent on gloomier days,

The days that feel silent and sad, are the days with no rain.

The wind was not heard, seen, nor felt,

And so it's secrets and it's voices

It's pains and it's emotions

It's sufferings and it's triumphs

Remain only in the unknown

The wind sung but was never heard.

What used to be golden and anew...

...burst into fading light, and followed the Moon.

The Sun needs not the Moon,

For if the Moon in the sky had burned as bright,

How come it's canvas remains a pitch black sight?

For if the Sun needed the Moon,

How come it holds it's own,

How come the Moon only reflects the lambent wishes of the Sun?

But what if the Sun sees himself as the Moon,

And the Moon as the Sun,

If the Moon sees himself for what he truly is,

And the Sun so bright he basks in it.

The Sun needs not the Moon,

And the Moon knows this,

He prefers not to shade the Sun's light,

Would want never to reduce the hopeful rays to pathetic halos,

For halos cannot light up the world.

The Moon sees everything in the Sun,

And what the Moon brings is what the people believe as madness,

And truthfully, what he brings is darkness,

If the Sun may bring the people happiness,

If the Moon did not hold their best interests in his cold heart,

Then the Moon will fear not the day he leaves.

But what the Moon does not know,

The day that he fades away from even the Sun's view,

The Sun will weep, raining gold,

The Sun will feel...cold...

The Sun isn't meant to be cold.

(What used to be golden and anew, burst into fading light, and followed the Moon)