Gaza's Children asking

These are questions no one should ask. Yet, the children of Gaza are asking them, and we, the adults of the world, must face the answers.

I attempted to answer some questions :

"When I die, will they put me in a grave with my mom and dad?"

No. The bombs destroyed the graveyard, but all of Gaza is now a graveyard. A graveyard for humanity, for freedom, and for principles. You might join 30,000 other children and finally be free, leaving this cursed world. Hopefully, we'll be lucky enough to join you.

"When a missile hits us, do we feel pain or die immediately?"

The missile will first travel around the globe, gathering consent for the genocide, killing the humanity we thought existed but never truly did. Then, it will descend from a sky full of unanswered prayers, taking mere seconds to touch the ground. And yes, there will be pain—eternal pain for all of us—but you, my child, will finally find peace.

"I don't want to die in pieces."

You might, to join scattered humanity, to purify the land from the dirt of the invaders, to be evidence for a justice that will never come.

"Why do they always bomb us?"

Because they hate children. Because they hate humanity. Because they can.

"Do the pilots who bomb children have children?"

Maybe. This is a hard one. How can they look into the eyes of their own children and not see you, a child?

"When will we die and get rid of the bombing and the Israelis?"

Soon, maybe now..