Sabra and Shatilla 33 years ago..Gaza today…..tomorrow?

Commemorating another massacre seems to be the destiny of Palestine and Palestinians .
Each year , the images of what used to be one of the worse massacres of what the modern democratic world witnessed in 1983 under the direct orders of Sharon , who became later the prime minister of Israel under the slogan of Sharon brings Shalom , seem to be less evil and cruel than the still flourinshing images of Rafah and Khan Yunes. Israeli brutality can never seize to amaze us . A reminder every few years of the cruelty of occupation . of the hatred that they implant in their people one generation after the other .
A generation after the other , that insist that we are nothing but an outer- spaced species to their promised land .. the land that they told them were for the people with no land ..the land with no people… except a few millions of a species that is called Palestinians .
As the images of sabra and Shatilla mix with the smell of fresh blood of Gaza. ..
The same scenes of murdered children in the streets in Sabra once … Rafah , Khan Yunes …. A long list that seems to be haunting anything Palestinian ..
We watch ….
With silence once .
With rage .
With a reflection on a history that doesn’t want to turn it’s bloody page from us , and insist to document it’s words from our blood.
Waiting perhaps…
For a God’s justice..
Or another massacre which someone else will write it for us…

Published by nadiaharhash

Exploring my own Shoes ... somehow my walk , my way ... Being a woman is one thing . One important thing of originally two things. However, living in a global patriarchal dominance makes one thing dominant of another . A lifetime struggle of women resilience for being the one thing they are Women . All the resilience of being a woman is another ONE thing . For being a Moslem woman is another thing . Being a Moslem woman living in an Occupied land is definitely a totally other thing. What if you add divorce to this ? Being a Woman, a Moslem , a Palestinian and Divorced … makes the introduction to living in my shoes… Living in a Shoe of a Woman. PS. English is not my first language.. I know I often need to edit , however, there is something in the power of the 'click send' button.. ever since I did it the first time .. I enjoy clicking directly from my heart...unedited...

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