Where Were You, and How Old Were You When the Gaza Calamity Began?76
As the horror in Gaza unfolds before our eyes, and the world remains largely unmoved, I find myself grasping, with painful clarity, how history’s darkest chapters of genocide, ethnic cleansing, and slavery were allowed to happen. Silence. Indifference. The terrifying ease with which humanity looks away.
It is both heartbreaking and enraging to witness two of the world’s most powerful leaders, Benjamin Netanyahu and Vladimir Putin, unleash unimaginable suffering upon innocent civilians, trampling every principle of human dignity. And yet, they remain unchallenged, their hands appearing clean to a world that chooses not to see.
They justify their actions with the language of security and sovereignty, while Gaza bleeds. Its children lie buried beneath rubble. It's people inching ever closer to extinction.
This is no longer about Hamas. It is the echo of a heart gone cold — a ruthless spectacle of power, a moment of unbridled ambition, a leviathan lashing out without shame or soul.
Where is our conscience? Where is our courage?
A hundred years from now, what will the world say about this moment?
What will historians write about this silence, this spectacle of suffering and impunity? What questions will they ask about those who had the power to act but chose indifference?
Will history remember the brutal architects of this violence as leaders? Or as cowards? Will it be kind to us — the bystanders, the passive citizens, the voices that stayed quiet? Should history be magnanimous to a generation that watched the innocent perish and did nothing?
May God forgive us for our complicity in silence. And may He receive the souls of the dead, whose only crime was being born into a world that turned its face away.
July 30, 2025
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