Today, I break.
Not because of politics, but because of the absence of humanity.
A leader stands before the world and speaks of the Gaza Strip as if it were real estate to be developed, a Riviera in the making. As if the land beneath the rubble, soaked in generations of suffering, holds no memory, no identity, no people.
Palestinians have been fighting for the right to exist, to be seen, to belong. And today, that possibility is erased. Not just with bombs, but with indifference. With words that strip a people of their history, their roots, their future.
This is beyond politics and a bid farewell to International law.
This is erasure.
If this vision of a “Riviera” becomes reality, it will not be built on sand but on the bones of the unseen, the unheard, the displaced.
And the world will watch. Again.
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