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The darkness of the war engulfed the whole city. Our wounds reopened. Our blood ran in the streets again. Souls flew away from here, and homes crumbled over there. The city trembled, shook, quaked, and roared.
Read my piece: wearenotnumbers.org/we-counted-t...
Read my piece: wearenotnumbers.org/we-counted-t...
We counted the days of war, until they started counting us - We Are Not Numbers
Now they have decided to occupy all of Gaza. And the world does what? The world is still silent.
wearenotnumbers.org
November 24, 2025 at 4:52 PM
The darkness of the war engulfed the whole city. Our wounds reopened. Our blood ran in the streets again. Souls flew away from here, and homes crumbled over there. The city trembled, shook, quaked, and roared.
Read my piece: wearenotnumbers.org/we-counted-t...
Read my piece: wearenotnumbers.org/we-counted-t...
Read my latest poem:
wearenotnumbers.org/white-to-whi...
He and she spoke by phone
the night before their wedding
certain their heartbeats
could end the war,
the endless bombardment, the screams.
wearenotnumbers.org/white-to-whi...
He and she spoke by phone
the night before their wedding
certain their heartbeats
could end the war,
the endless bombardment, the screams.
White to white - We Are Not Numbers
He and she spoke by phone / the night before their wedding / certain their heartbeats/ could end the war/ the endless bombardment, the screams.
wearenotnumbers.org
November 24, 2025 at 4:46 PM
Read my latest poem:
wearenotnumbers.org/white-to-whi...
He and she spoke by phone
the night before their wedding
certain their heartbeats
could end the war,
the endless bombardment, the screams.
wearenotnumbers.org/white-to-whi...
He and she spoke by phone
the night before their wedding
certain their heartbeats
could end the war,
the endless bombardment, the screams.
Reposted
The poem by wonderful Nadera says it all. Please take a moment to read:
Hi all,
Read my new poem "When the war ends" via link:
wearenotnumbers.org/when-the-war...
#Gaza
#When_the_war_ends
Read my new poem "When the war ends" via link:
wearenotnumbers.org/when-the-war...
#Gaza
#When_the_war_ends
When the war ends - We Are Not Numbers
When the war ends / I will paint the city’s walls / With all the colors we forgot.
wearenotnumbers.org
August 9, 2025 at 1:25 PM
The poem by wonderful Nadera says it all. Please take a moment to read:
“We’re going through the hardest days in the city right now,” said Huda Skeik, a literature student at the Islamic University said.
Read the piece via link: prismreports.org/2025/09/25/w...
Read the piece via link: prismreports.org/2025/09/25/w...
When overthinking also kills: Another mass exodus to the south
Hundreds of Gazans leave their shattered city in silence, fleeing relentless bombardment and increasing despair, only to find overcrowded, unsafe refuge in the south
prismreports.org
October 6, 2025 at 8:49 AM
“We’re going through the hardest days in the city right now,” said Huda Skeik, a literature student at the Islamic University said.
Read the piece via link: prismreports.org/2025/09/25/w...
Read the piece via link: prismreports.org/2025/09/25/w...
July 19, 2025 at 10:47 AM
There is nothing to eat.
We are dying!
We are dying!
July 18, 2025 at 2:18 PM
There is nothing to eat.
We are dying!
We are dying!
Hi all,
Read my new poem "When the war ends" via link:
wearenotnumbers.org/when-the-war...
#Gaza
#When_the_war_ends
Read my new poem "When the war ends" via link:
wearenotnumbers.org/when-the-war...
#Gaza
#When_the_war_ends
When the war ends - We Are Not Numbers
When the war ends / I will paint the city’s walls / With all the colors we forgot.
wearenotnumbers.org
July 14, 2025 at 1:51 PM
Hi all,
Read my new poem "When the war ends" via link:
wearenotnumbers.org/when-the-war...
#Gaza
#When_the_war_ends
Read my new poem "When the war ends" via link:
wearenotnumbers.org/when-the-war...
#Gaza
#When_the_war_ends
read more my poem via link:
wearenotnumbers.org/where-were-y...
They burned me, Mama.
My heart was crying
Because my eyes melted
From the fire.
I wanted you, Mama
To take me back to your womb
I was waiting for you,
Where have you been, Mama?
Where were you, Mama? - We Are Not Numbers
They burned me, Mama / My heart was crying / Because my eyes melted / From the fire.
wearenotnumbers.org
November 24, 2024 at 3:20 PM
read more my poem via link:
wearenotnumbers.org/where-were-y...
They burned me, Mama.
My heart was crying
Because my eyes melted
From the fire.
I wanted you, Mama
To take me back to your womb
I was waiting for you,
Where have you been, Mama?
Hi, I'm HERE.
November 24, 2024 at 3:16 PM
Hi, I'm HERE.