I carry keys that no longer open doors, but they open an entire story.
These keys once belonged to my home and my father’s home.
When we were displaced, we locked the doors and left, hoping to return.
We did not know that the return would be to emptiness… to rubble.
The houses fell,
but the right did not.
The walls were destroyed,
but the memory still stands.
For anyone who wishes to support us on a humanitarian level,
this is the donation link: https://chuffed.org/project/144437
#gaza #palestine
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@MohammedHussein
memories are really precious, I hope you can have keys that open a home some day
@gdmechantlou I wish we could have a home, but I can’t imagine that happening, because I can’t even provide my meal here in Gaza.
@MohammedHussein I wish you enough meals to live and not just survive. I‘ll continue to share your news and give money when I can.
@gdmechantlou Don't forget to share my posts
@MohammedHussein
I will share it yes :)
@gdmechantlou Thank you, I invite you to help and I would be honored to add your name to my tent.