Please don't follow me, I'm paranoid enough.
Muhammad Al-Durrah
He was twelve —
sheltering behind his father,
trusting him against the storm.
The gunfire didn’t pause.
A heartbeat later,
he was gone.
The world watched,
and did nothing.
And still doing nothing... 🇵🇸
Muhammad Al-Durrah
He was twelve —
sheltering behind his father,
trusting him against the storm.
The gunfire didn’t pause.
A heartbeat later,
he was gone.
The world watched,
and did nothing.
And still doing nothing... 🇵🇸