I can not sleep tonight, I will not be sleeping tonight. While in Gaza bombs ignite, my brothers and sisters submit to flames And light. I can not sleep tonight. Its Eid though, Ramadan is over, but my eyes stay sober. Sober to the fact that theres a war going on. Blood being shed, people covered in red, innocent women and children dead. People over here trying to figure out an outfit for Eid, while their brothers and sisters in Palestine bleed. Its just so traumatizing to think about such a beautiful day, when all i can conclude is that my vision stays grey. Unclear haziness leading my thoughts astray. But today is Eid, is it not? No. Today is another day to mourn, today is another Funeral. Like yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that. People will put on fake smiles and laughters for their friends and families to see, when truly inside they know reality. They know how fortunate they are, while others are in need. I can not say that I am here to complain, its Eid for gods sake, sorrow isnt something to obtain. But these words are how I feel, feeling like chicken being grabbed by its throat while trying to desperately squeal. Knowing my limitations of what I can and can not do. I Close my eyes and say Inna Lillahi wa inna ilaihi rajiun, its true. Now I know I am not here to offend, but my prayers do go far, my love does extend. A heart filled with prayers, asking Allah to mend. All this chaos, all this pain, all this Suffering is so difficult to comprehend. Yallah youve given me so much to be grateful for, blessing me with this beautiful day of celebration, how can I accept so willingly when my thoughts are consumed by anticipation. My conscious has no sight for appreciation. My dear brothers and sisters are in annihilation. They are fighting for their dear lives in desperation. Again I repeat. Yallah, all this horror is too much to comprehend, I know god you have blessed me with this day of celebration, and to only commend, but these people I can not turn my back on, I can not help but to defend. To take a bite out of dinner and have my food choke my throat, how can one possibly eat while so many others are being slaughtered like goat?! I can hear their screams, their voices grow. I am afraid if I close my eyes it will turn into a show. Blood, guts, gore, what else is there to know? I do not know. Nor can I say. It is Eid today. These voices just get louder and louder, I want to press mute, but I cant! Thats the truth. All this violence over a simple dispute? Theres no way my crazy self will allow me to dress today in hopes of finding a new set of impressions, I rather give my soul and happiness up, allowing it to be in someone elses possession. My heart is smeared with pain and agony from this horrid oppression. Forgive me, for this is my confession. #freegaza #freepalestine #prayforgaza #prayforpalestine #eidmubarak
Posted on: Mon, 28 Jul 2014 08:13:14 +0000
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