No Words for the Lack of Empathy

January 21, 2025

There are moments when words fail us. Moments when the vast divide between the powerful and the powerless becomes so stark, it is unbearable to comprehend. As I reflect on the words of leaders, spoken with such detachment, I am struck by an overwhelming sense of sadness and sickness. How can someone hold the weight of power yet speak with such disregard for the destruction and lives lost in Gaza? How can one reduce unimaginable suffering to casual, dismissive rhetoric?

This isn’t about politics or policies. This is about humanity—or the glaring absence of it. It’s about the pain of witnessing Palestinians treated as collateral damage, as though their lives were never meant to be valued. These words, this lack of empathy, reveal a chasm between those who hold power and those who bear the consequences of their decisions.

It is almost impossible to fathom how anyone could look at the devastation and not feel moved to pause, to mourn, to reflect. Instead, the focus is on blame, economics, and strategy, with no acknowledgment of the human cost. The divide between those who govern and those who suffer has never felt greater.

There’s no rebuilding without acknowledgment. No healing without mourning. Gaza is more than its location, more than its coastline, more than its strategic potential. It is a place where lives were lived—and lost. Families destroyed, histories erased, and futures stolen.

I believe everyone has a right to their identity, their story, their land, and their humanity. Yet in this moment, it is impossible to ignore how one-sided the narrative has become. The lives of the powerless are dismissed, their suffering justified or forgotten.

There are no words that can convey the heartbreak of witnessing this lack of empathy. None. And in that silence, I can only hope that more of us are moved to feel, to speak, and to demand better from those who lead. Humanity deserves more than this. We all do.

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