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Voices from the Ummah. Memory as resistance.
Reconstructive Surgeon

Dr. Ghassan Abu Sittah

A Heart of Courage

From: Palestine
Residence: UK
Dr. Ghassan Abu Sittah is a Palestinian plastic and reconstructive surgeon who left his career in the UK to serve the wounded in Gaza. During 43 days of nonstop trauma care amid bombardment and shortages, he embodied sabr (patience), ithar (selflessness), and moral courage. After leaving, he spoke globally to expose the truth and defend the dignity of the oppressed—showing students how faith, skill, and sacrifice can align for justice.

"Everything that I had done in my life had led me to this point, and this is where I was meant to be."

These are the words of Dr. Ghassan Abu Sittah, a man whose life story is as inspiring as it is incredible. When you first look at a picture of Dr. Ghassan, you see his thick black glasses and neat gray beard—the portrait of a calm and gentle man. Perhaps this calmness comes from years of working as a trauma surgeon, helping people who have been seriously injured.

Dr. Ghassan’s family was displaced from Palestine many years ago. Following in his father’s footsteps, he studied medicine at Glasgow University. Yet no matter where he studied or worked, his heart always remained with his homeland, Palestine.

Dr. Ghassan’s connection to his roots had taken him to Gaza many times before, but this time was different. Immediately after October 7, 2023, he packed his bags and left his comfortable life in the UK. He left his home, his wife and three children, and everything safe and familiar -to help people caught up in this terrible onslaught.

For 43 days, Dr. Ghassan worked in Gaza under conditions most of us could never imagine. Israel cut off electricity, water, and internet. Hospitals had to rely on generators and whatever resources were available. With aid blocked and medical supplies running out, doctors had to improvise and innovate.

The hospitals themselves were badly damaged and overcrowded—not only with patients, but also with people seeking shelter, hoping the hospitals would be safe zones. Dr. Ghassan often worked late into the night without a break. Despite constant bombardment of hospitals and their surroundings, he continued to treat whoever came to him.

He set broken bones, removed shrapnel from wounds, and stitched together severed limbs. He did everything possible to save lives. His dedication did not waver, even in moments of terror. One dreadful day, while between surgeries, he heard the screech of an incoming missile, followed by a deafening explosion. Rushing into the hallway, he saw the hospital courtyard engulfed in flames—ambulances and cars burning in a scene of horror. He quickly treated a man who was bleeding badly. Later, he walked through the courtyard and saw the lifeless bodies of many victims. This marked the beginning of horrific Israeli attacks on Gaza’s already fragile health infrastructure.

Dr. Ghassan found strength in the perseverance of the people of Gaza. He was amazed by their ability to endure and care for one another, even in the worst of times. On November 5, 2023, in the middle of heavy bombing, he messaged a friend: “I am more at peace these few days than over the last month. I am exactly where I should be and where I’ve been traveling to get to my whole life.”

The people of Gaza reminded him of the sahaba, the companions of Prophet Muhammad (saw), who showed immense courage and faith in times of hardship. In Makkah, the Muslims endured three years of boycott, driven into the desert with hunger and thirst, yet they never abandoned their faith. In Madinah, they dug the trench to defend against an army of 10,000 while tying stones to their bellies from hunger.

Like these Muslim heroes, Dr. Ghassan fought his battles in Gaza—not with weapons, but with his medical skills and his voice. When hospitals and equipment became unusable, he did not give up. Instead, he turned to social media to tell the world what was happening in Gaza. By sharing their stories, he hoped to raise awareness and help stop the killing of children, the destruction of families, and the suffering of a people who have lived under a brutal colonialist occupation for more than 75 years.

When Dr. Ghassan finally had to leave Gaza, he did not return quietly to his old life. His voice only grew stronger. He spoke out across the world about what he had witnessed in Palestine. He even ran for the presidency of his alma mater, the University of Glasgow, and won. Now as president, he continues to campaign for peace and justice—speaking in different countries, educating medical professionals about the humanitarian catastrophe in Palestine, and supporting a foundation for the treatment of Palestinians. 

Dr. Ghassan continues to campaign for peace and justice by traveling to different countries to speak about Palestine, organizing events to educate the public and medical professionals about the ongoing Palestinian holocaust, and supporting a foundation for the medical treatment of Palestinian people. 

His story echoes that of the sahaba at the Battle of Tabuk, who endured the scorching desert, hunger, and exhaustion, yet pressed forward because they believed in their cause. Dr. Ghassan did the same: leaving behind comfort to serve strangers, driven by faith and conviction.

Dr. Ghassan teaches us that being a hero is not about fearlessness—it is about having the courage to do what is right, even when it is hard. His life shows us that one person, with courage and compassion, can make a difference.

Nu‘man bin Bashir (ra) reported that the Messenger of Allah (saw) said:
“The believers, in their mutual kindness, compassion, and sympathy, are just like one body. When one limb suffers, the whole body responds with wakefulness and fever.”
(Bukhari and Muslim)

Discussion Themes

Objective

To foster an understanding of the importance of resilience and sacrifice in pursuing a greater cause

Key Concept

Resilience: The ability to withstand adversity and continue moving forward despite hardship and challenges.

Sacrifice / Ithar: The act of giving up something valuable or important for the benefit of others or for a greater cause.

Learning Outcomes

Students will be able to:
  • explain the importance of resilience and sacrifice in the face of adversity and draw parallels between Dr. Ghassan Abu Sittah’s actions in Gaza and historical examples of sacrifice for a noble cause, such as the sahabah’s endurance during the Battle of Tabuk. This will foster a deeper reverence for the sahabah and their perseverance and selflessness.

Objective

To explore the role of advocacy, social responsibility, and the Islamic duty of amr bil ma‘ruf wa nahy ‘anil munkar(enjoining what is right and forbidding what is wrong) in responding to humanitarian crises.

Key Concept

Advocacy: Public support for or recommendation of a cause or policy. In this context, speaking out as a Muslim on behalf of others to promote justice and raise awareness of social issues.

Social Responsibility: The obligation to act for the benefit of society as a whole, especially in the face of injustice and oppression.

Amr bil Ma‘ruf wa Nahy ‘anil Munkar: A fundamental Islamic principle that calls on believers to encourage what is right and just, and to resist and speak against what is wrong and harmful

Learning Outcome

Students will be able to:
  • discuss the power of advocacy and social responsibility in bringing about positive change, inspired by Dr. Ghassan Abu Sittah’s commitment to the people of Palestine and his efforts to address the genocide. They will critically reflect on the responsibility of Muslims to practice amr bil ma‘ruf wa nahy ‘anil munkar by fighting for justice, raising awareness, and supporting those in need—locally and globally.

Objective

To identify the qualities of courage and compassion in making a difference in the world.

Key Concept

Courage: The ability to face fear, adversity, and uncertainty with bravery and determination, placing one’s trust in Allah (swt).

Compassion: A deep awareness of and sympathy for the suffering of others, accompanied by a sincere desire to alleviate it.

Learning Outcome

Students will be able to:
  • articulate the importance of courage and compassion in bringing about meaningful change, drawing inspiration from Dr. Ghassan Abu Sittah’s courage in leaving his comfort zone to help those in need and his compassion for the people of Gaza. They will analyze how these virtues are intrinsic to Islamic teachings and explore how individuals can embody them to positively impact their communities and the world.

Activities & Questions

Comprehension

1. What could have influenced Dr. Ghassan to decide to go and help in Gaza?

2. What aspects of Dr. Ghassan’s work in Gaza can be seen as an example of a Muslim fulfilling his duty to help the Ummah and others in need?

3. In what ways does Dr. Ghassan’s story reflect the teachings of the Qur’an and Hadith about tawakkul (trusting in Allah Almighty), ithar (choosing others over oneself), and amr bil ma‘ruf wa nahy ‘anil munkar (enjoining good and forbidding evil)?

4. How does the resilience and patience of some Gazans in the face of tragic events reflect Qur’anic and Hadith teachings about belief in the Akhira (Hereafter) and the impermanence of this world?

Discussion Questions

1. What role does social media play in modern activism and resistance efforts? Give examples from Dr. Ghassan’s story.

2. What actions can young people take to contribute to the causes they believe in? How does this relate to amr bil ma‘ruf wa nahy ‘anil munkar in their daily lives?

3. How can stories of individuals like Dr. Ghassan inspire policy and public opinion changes?

4. Discuss the concept of tawakkul (trust in Allah Almighty) and how Dr. Ghassan demonstrated this during his time in Gaza.

5. What lessons can Muslims take from Dr. Ghassan’s life about resilience, resistance, and faith in difficult times?

Research Ideas

Explore Medical Humanitarianism: Research and present the role of doctors and medical professionals in war zones throughout history.

Study the Expulsion from Makkah: Research life in the desert valley outside Makkah for three years. What challenges did Muslims face, and how did they overcome them?

Study the Battle of the Trench: Research the siege and how the Prophet (saw) motivated the sahabah by giving them a vision of Islam’s success.

Study the Sahabah at Tabuk: Research more about their journey and experiences. How did their iman guide them through hardship?

Modern War and Colonization in the Media: Investigate how modern wars and colonization are covered in global media. How does social media affect awareness and international responses?

Islamic Teachings on Community Service: Explore how Islamic teachings encourage community service and justice, presenting examples from Islamic history and modern times.

Writing Prompts

Reflective Essay: Write an essay on how one person can make a difference in the world, using Dr. Ghassan as a case study.

Narrative Writing: Imagine you are a journalist documenting Dr. Ghassan’s days in Gaza. Write a detailed article about a day in his life during the conflict.

Comparative Essay: Write a detailed essay on how a doctor serving in Gaza exemplifies Islamic traits we have also seen in the sahabah.

Creative Story: Write a short story from the perspective of a child in Gaza who encounters Dr. Ghassan during the conflict. How does this meeting impact the child’s life?

Reflective Journaling: Reflect on a Hadith or Qur’anic verse related to serving the Ummah and helping others. Discuss how you can apply these teachings in your community in light of Dr. Ghassan’s actions.

Historical Narrative: Write an essay comparing the siege of Gaza to the expulsion of Muslims from Makkah. Analyze historical contexts, motivations, and responses of Muslims in the past and today.

Activity Ideas

Role-Play Activity: Organize a role-play in class where students enact a peace negotiation scene inspired by Dr. Ghassan’s advocacy efforts.

Art Project: Create a poster campaign inspired by Dr. Ghassan’s story to raise awareness about the plight of Gaza. Highlight Qur’anic verses and Ahadith about helping those in need and amr bil ma‘ruf wa nahy ‘anil munkar.

Interactive Discussion: Host a panel discussion in class where students debate the ethics and responsibilities of international communities in war zones.

Community Service: Inspired by the brave doctors serving in Gaza, plan a community service project that addresses a local need—such as helping at a food bank, organizing a charity fundraiser, or cleaning a neighborhood park. Reflect on how these actions relate to Islamic teachings on community, charity, and enjoining good.

Building Empathy: Look at the picture of Dr. Ghassan. What emotions come to mind when you see him? Think about how Dr. Ghassan might be feeling, and how you would feel in his position. Why is it important to empathize with people in difficult situations? Write your thoughts in a few sentences.
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Identity Card
by Mahmoud Darwish

Write down!
I am an Arab
And my identity card number is fifty thousand
I have eight children
And the ninth will come after a summer
Will you be angry?

Write down!
I am an Arab
Employed with fellow workers at a quarry
I have eight children
I get them bread
Garments and books from the rocks...
I do not supplicate charity at your doors
Nor do I belittle myself at the footsteps of your chamber
So will you be angry?

Write down!
I am an Arab
I have a name without a title
Patient in a country
Where people are enraged
My roots
Were entrenched before the birth of time
And before the opening of the eras
Before the pines, and the olive trees
And before the grass grew

My father ... descends from the family of the plough
Not from a privileged class
And my grandfather ... was a farmer
Neither well-bred, nor well-born!
Teaches me the pride of the sun
Before teaching me how to read
And my house is like a watchman's hut
Made of branches and cane
Are you satisfied with my status?
I have a name without a title!

Write down!
I am an Arab
You have stolen the orchards of my ancestors
And the land which I cultivated
Along with my children
And you left nothing for us
Except for these rocks ...
So will the State take them
As it has been said?!

Therefore!
Write down on the top of the first page:
I do not hate people
Nor do I encroach
But if I become hungry
The usurper's flesh will be my food
Beware ...
Beware ...
Of my hunger
And my anger!

Oh Children of Gaza
by Zahraa Jamal

Oh Children of Gaza!
Our hearts bleed;

We see how
You are killed,
Skating down the street.

Oh Children of Gaza!

It’s unfair;

Your rights are not fulfilled,
But you possess a beauty and strength So rare.

Oh Children of Gaza!

Hold strong to Deen;

Say, Hasbunallah!
Allah is sufficient for us!
Worry not, trust that you are seen.

Oh Children of Gaza!

The day will dawn,
When justice will be served.
Those who have wronged you, Will suffer and mourn.

Oh Children of Gaza!

Your pain is not in vain.
Jannah awaits,
And for eternity,
there you will remain.

O beloved Palestine
by Hana Vahed

O beloved Palestine
We won’t let you go
When will the bloodshed stop?
Only Allah knows
Israel is to blame
But they are lying
And always denying
Let the people return to the homes they’ve fled
And let their hearts be free of dread
Though we may not see it
These people are great
In the eyes of Allah, this is their fate
In Palestine’s heart, hope is still strong
Amongst the pain, love shines on
Empathy and peace beat in the hearts of all
With the hardship, their Imaan stays true
Because saving Al Aqsa is what they were chosen to do

I Walk Through The Valley Of Death
by Jurair Abdul Qadir Patel

I walk through the valley of death
a place once so full of life
I wondered if the cries of my daughter
weren't enough
for the oppressors to stop
and pull out the knife
I wondered
if killing millions wasn't fulfilling enough
for the Israelis to spare
my child
Helpless and broken
I stared at the sky
with my knees on the ground
with tears in my eye
surrounded by the soldiers
from all the sides
I smiled at the animals
in front of my eyes
who carried the flag of blue and white
for there was no remorse
their conscience had died.

I Am What Israel Made Me
by Salma Mather

I used to be a girl
who laughed at everything and was constantly being told
by my teachers to stop talking
I used to be brave
and whole
I looked in the mirror today
and realised that girl
Died
Along with the others
She is buried under the rubble
I am no longer brave
Or whole
I can no longer laugh
I can only keep re-seeing
The ripped torso of a girl
Who I used to call my best friend
They call me a victim
I am no longer a girl
I am just what Israel made me

How Can I Stand For A Place I Have
Never Been
by Imaan Hassim

How can I stand for a place I have never been?
Speak out for people I have never seen?

Is it that the heart chooses what to feel?

Is it humanity that binds us?

If I could I’d whisper secrets in the winds.

To every mother whose tears never cease.

To every father whose fears only grow.

To every child who dreams like me.

You are not alone.

Your dreams glisten and shine like
The moonlit sea.

Over dark and hellish skies, the sun
Shall always rise.

Oh, certainly Palestine freedom shall be
Your prize

Palestine
by Noor Elgobashy

As the sun starts to set
A child lies beneath an olive tree to rest
Her home destroyed
She was left dismayed
This pure child’s innocence, void
Monitoring a soldier approach
Her heart feels tense
Her body, dense
She tries to scream
Wishing this was just a dream

She closes her eyes in silent prayer
And there lies the figure right before her
With lifeless eyes
And a gun in his hand
Another life lost, more stolen land

Dear Palestine
The world knows there are hundreds like this everyday
And what does the world do
Where is humanitarian aid
When d human rights come into play
Its time to put a end to this
This war must bid farewell
For there will come a time
When Palestine
Will finally prevail
But for now,
You are in our prayers

Oh Allah bring their hearts together
Reform their mutual relationships
And give them victory over your enemies and their enemies

Pain of Palestine
by Syeda Maryam

Like the people of Nuh
And the Muslims of Makkah
Will this nation too
Find refuge for their Taqwah?

Akin to the Sahaba
And their striving ways
Pray the Palestinians’ burning Iman
Will save them today

Ya Muqtadir, whose power is a universe
Compared to which the cruel are specks
And Whose mercy blooms like a flower Amidst the thorns of our world’s brutality
Ya Rahman, the denier of undeserved despair,
Ya Rauf, who loves his believers endlessly,
Spare the Muminoon of Palestine pain
Like you spared Bani Israel from vicious reign

Ya Darr, the one who brings pain to the immoral
Ya Mumit, who ends the evil
Make an example of the predators of the Mumin
An example the world won’t forget

Even though they were born with a devil
Every person is also born with an angel
Ya Hadi, who shows the light to the lost
Guide the wayward of this world

I Wonder
by Safa Asghar

I wonder as I stare at the empty grey sky
If everyone lives under the same one
I wonder what living is like
When I don’t know I’ll exist the next moment
I asked my mother if humanity still existed
She said humans do
I wonder what I have done to deserve this,
Why people still don’t care?
I think about freedom
and if my people will ever get it?
I look at my scarred hands
And I wonder if my wounds will ever heal
I wonder what life is actually like
If people still have their families, while mine
is no more
I wonder when I would smile
after all the shed tears
They told me to cling onto hope
And I wonder when it would turn into reality
I wonder what will happen to my people
as the inhuman soldier presses the trigger...

As The Sun Starts To Set
by Noor Elgobashy

As the sun starts to set
A child lies beneath an olive tree to rest
Her home destroyed
She was left dismayed
This pure child’s innocence, void
Monitoring a soldier approach
Her heart feels tense
Her body, dense
She tries to scream
Wishing this was just a dream
She closes her eyes in silent prayer
And there lies the figure right before her
With lifeless eyes
And a gun in his hand
Another life lost, more stolen land
Dear Palestine
The world knows there are hundreds like this everyday And what does the world
do
Where is humanitarian aid
When do human rights come into play
Its time to put a end to this
This war must bid farewell
For there will come a time
When Palestine
Will finally prevail
But for now,
You are in our prayers
Oh Allah bring their hearts together
Reform their mutual relationships
And give them victory over your enemies and their enemies

A Call for Palestine: A Plea for Justice
by Hassan Shahid

In the stillness of the night, where shadows weep,
Where the earth laments, in dreams buried deep,
The cries of the people slice through the dark,
Yearning for justice, a freedom’s spark.

From the ancient wisdom, the Prophet’s flame,
The tale of Suleman, a revered name,
He stood where silence was an endless strife,
Where nations faltered, losing life.

The camel, once pure, its sanctity betrayed,
A tale that shook the world, foundations swayed,
Those who saw the signs of tyranny near,
Yet in their silence, they bore the weight of fear.

"Raise your voices, or bear the cost,
Without justice, all is lost,
Palestine’s cry, a beacon so bright,
Guiding us through the darkest night."

When Gaza’s wail reaches our ears,
We cannot turn away, nor dismiss the tears,
Silence will no longer shield us from guilt,
It fuels the flames oppression built.

"Now speak with strength, with purpose clear,
For justice is born when voices are near,
Palestine calls us to rise, to stand,
To shield their rights with unwavering hand."

Let our hearts ignite with a steadfast fire,
For silence now will lead to mire,
In every deed, in every voice, we must show,
That justice and truth in our souls grow.

If we remain mute as oppression thrives,
We bear the weight of countless lives,
Raise your voices, let justice reign,
In the face of darkness, break every chain.

"In history’s echo, our actions speak loud,
The silent falter, the brave stand proud,
Palestine’s call is our shared fight,
For justice, for freedom, we must unite."

Miracles Under the Rubble
by Ali Husain

A child in pain, with hope so small,
She tried her best to call and call.

An angel came with light so bright,
Turning darkness into daylight.

In that light, her fears took flight,
And rescuer calls lit up the night.

To warm the child, the angel stayed,
Until the rescuers found their way.

Beneath the rubble and the stone,
A child lay trapped and all alone.

Yet in his hand, his faith held tight,
A tasbih glowing through the night.

His whispered zikr, his softest voice,
It wasn't really his choice.

For days he did zikr through hardship and fear,
Until the rescuers drew near.

Through the rubble, they found him there,
Awaiting the right care with silent prayer.

Beneath the stone, a baby cried,
With broken bones, she really tried.

Her cries were small, but her strength was strong,
A glimmer of hope in her mother's song.

The rescuers heard her tiny sound,
And quickly dug into the ground.

Through shattered glass and broken dreams,
She suffered under cruel schemes.

Her tiny hands, her small eyes,
Made it hard to find her due to her size.

Though war had torn her family apart,
This child survived with a beating heart

Innocence In Ashes
by Helena Thaer Abdesumad

In a land where the sun forgets to shine,
I open my eyes, but darkness is mine.
The cries of wars are the songs
that I hear, In Palestine, where
hope has disappeared.

My home is just a memory, a
fleeting ghost, Laughter’s
vanished, replaced by most
Terrifying echoes, constant and near—
A child’s heart is consumed by fear.

Bombs fall like endless tears from
the sky, My house turned to rubble,
no place to hide. Explosions are my
lullabies, sharp and loud, In every
blast, I feel my world shroud.

Mama and Baba are gone, their faces
I chase, Their loving arms lost in the
war-torn place. I wander through the
debris, feeling so lost, In this sea of
destruction, counting the cost.

There’s no home to return to, just empty,
cold streets, Where the nights are long and
the cold never retreats. I huddle alone
where shadows take flight, Dreaming of
warmth in the dead of the night.

My stomach is empty, hunger my only
friend, When food appears, it’s stained
with blood’s end. Each bite is a battle,
each meal is a tear,
In a world where even sustenance is a fear.

Pain is my constant companion now,
I've grown numb to the hurt, don't
ask me how. My body bears the scars
of countless strife, In this cruel world
that's stolen my life.

Once a child with dreams now
forced to see, A world where
innocence is lost to me.
I’ve aged in heart, my spirit’s been
cracked, In a blink, my youth
stripped and attacked.

In this land where hope has
turned to dust, I live in a
nightmare, broken and thrust.
Each day’s a struggle, each night a scar,
A child's heart beaten by a war’s cruel scar.
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This poem is written from the perspective of a Palestinian child living in Gaza.

The Evergreen Tree
by Rushda Suleman

As a blue and white flag falters through the wind
Your loved ones hold what’s left of you
In your shroud of crimson-stained thread.

Your bloody birth certificate
Hanging in a torn tent
Haunting them, taunting them,
Saying; “You have nothing left”.

On a tree rooted in your ancestral home
A small olive bud begins to grow
Bringing with it the undeniable fact
That their longing land will be returned
And their broken hearts will be cured.

So you can sleep soundly knowing very well
That your death grew resilience and hope;
An olive branch, a symbol of life reborn.

A Train of Flame
by Sohaib Abdelmegeed

The bride in drapes of white,
Walks beneath man-made stars that light up the night

The gown of a thousand layers,
Its hems incinerated, a drown of prayers

His only love lost beneath those stones,
Perhaps he'll find an eye, or maybe a few bones

A symphony of rhythmic blows,
Who are you to complain of all your woes?

And yet he looks up to the stars, a peaceful night,
To thank the Lord who created what shines bright

And despite what transpires, through thick and thin
The righteous in the end surely do win

Do not despair, people of the green pitted tree
Your homeland is yours, forever was and will be.

Poetry in our ears
(Things you may find hidden in my ear)
by Musab Abu Toha

When you open my ear, touch it gently.
my mother’s voice lingers somewhere inside.
Her voice is the echo that helps recover my equilibrium
when I feel dizzy during my attentiveness.

You may encounter songs in Arabic,
poems in English I recite to myself,
or a song I chant to the chirping birds in our backyard.
When you stitch the cut, don’t forget to put all these back in my ear.
Put them back in order as you would do with books on your shelf.

The drone’s buzzing sound,
The roar of an F-16,
The screams of bombs falling on houses,
On fields, and on bodies,
of rockets flying away—rid my small ear canal of them all.

Spray the perfume of your smiles on the incision.
Inject the song of life into my veins to wake me up.
Gently beat the drum so my mind may dance with yours,
my doctor, day and night.

Treasured Memories
(Inspired by the poetry of Mosab Abu Toha)

In each room, dim the light's soft glow,
In the inner hallway, where shadows slow.
Away from windows, I find my retreat,
No haven of calm, in my mind worries compete.

Forget the stove, the scent of food is just a dream
A bottle of water, to cool the children's fears,
An embroidered handkerchief to wipe away their tears

Late grandparents' photos, in tender embrace,
Money and ID cards of the family whose lives have passed
A wedding invitation, memories time can't erase.
Tiny toys within a child's backpack stuffed
Nestled under my arm, a comforting weight

My pockets with treasure and purpose, filled,
Handful of soil in one, strawberry seeds in the other
I hold on tight to life's little joys, I hold on tight to sweet strong faith.
For the age on my last birthday might be the last of the years I have.

The Wind of Gaza
by Amani Omar

The wind whispers
A child awakens
Sobs shattering silence
Tattered robes stained with blood
Alone without solace, a burning heart

The wind rustles
A breath of hope
A wisp of comfort
The innocent child rises

The wind howls
“You are strong, resilient”
“A nation unbroken”
“A land destined for freedom”

The wind rages
Healing wounds
Drying tears
Faith unyielding
An angel emerges, aiding

The wind roars, screeching
“Summon your people”
Through ruins and ravaging fires
The call ignites

Ashes blossom into green
Warriors mounting white steeds
Bright stars in the black night
The Palestinians stand tall against the red horizon

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