“My beloved, my beloved. All of my kids died, all of my kids died.”
A Palestinian man who lost his family during the Gaza Massacre by Israel clutches at strangers in the hospital, seeking comfort in their arms as he wails at the thought of his newly dead children. The shirt he is wearing carries the stains of their blood. (From Tears of Gaza).
La hawla wa la quwet ilah bilah
(via semasahin)
انا قلبي مساكن شعبية: you sat there lookingat the ground beneath youand whispered,‘i...
you sat there looking
at the ground beneath you
and whispered,
‘i don’t think i can do this anymore’.
they broke you.
your eyes don’t
shine as bright as they did
with ferocity that made
lions cower to dark places.
now,
you’re eyes reflect darkness
and I’ll call angels and demons
and…
