Political Poetry #3 Dear World: Day 141 of the Gazan Genocide by Palestinian Journalist Hind Khoudary.
The Words of Hind Khoudary:
a Palestinian journalist in Gaza who I’ve written about on this blog before. After 141 days of siege on Gaza, she has a message for the world that touched me so deeply I had to share and amplify her voice.
“Dear World,
It is day 141 of this endless war on Gaza.
I reached to a point where I feel that every I am doing is worthless and useless.
I am not sure if this is how I really feel or is just all the rage inside my heavy heart.
I remember when I was in primary school when I used to write my diaries every single day and hide my notebook.
I used to hide my notebook fearing anyone would read my diaries.
I used to write how I feel, what makes me happy, and what makes me sad.
Today, I am sharing what I feel with more the +1M people.
Sharing my feelings, my insecurities, my fears and thoughts.
My heart is very weak, sometimes I hear it beating so fast.
Every time they bomb my heart beats fast.
This bomb may kill someone I love, or someone else’s family.
I never wanted fame, I only want my home back.
I always felt lonely, maybe because I am a drama queen cancer - but the nights and I never felt this lonely.
The sky and stars have been so beautiful in past couple of days, but it has been so cold.
I miss my favorite warm jacket that is currently either burned or torn under the rubble.
How does it feel to spend the winter without a cup of hot chocolate? Without your favorite comfy pjs?
Nothing feels the same.
Even the colors faded in my eyes.
The North is starving, the south is packed with people homeless under endless fire.
When will this end?
I want this to end right now.
I have gray hair in my head now, my face changed.
We are heartbroken.
Do you hear us? Do you see us?
I miss Montaser, Hamza, Rushdi, Abdullah, Mohammed and Nidal.
I do not want to loose more people I love.
This journey is taking too long.
Please do anything to stop this.
Don’t forget us.
Hind ☀️”
We need to continue to listen to Palestinians, their suffering is real, their humanity is real. We cannot continue to idly sit by as ethnic cleansing and genocide unfolds in front of our eyes. What may be occurring in just another corner of the world for you, is another human’s entire world, crumbling, dying. Listen to Hind, listen to Bisan, listen to Motaz, listen to Wael, and the other countless Palestinians who have risked their lives to show the atrocities happening to their homeland and loved ones.
