Is this a new migration or a new departure? Or is it just one of thousands in a series of sufferings we are experiencing?
Look... it's a valley of bodies marching in the sand...
They're not marching toward a dream... they're marching toward a bag of flour...
Everything here marches with the weight of famine... Faces are broken, but feet walk... Hearts are empty, but arms are outstretched...
This isn't a line for food... this is a line for execution...
From a distance, the scene looks like a huge crowd chasing life and disappointment.. The sand slopes are witnesses, and the clouds are witnesses, and everyone who has gone there and looked has witnessed the graves of people whose names are not written on their graves..
O sleeping world.. Do you know what it means for thousands of people to gather for a bag of flour?? Do you know what it means to sell your dignity, bet your body, and struggle with your hunger, not to live, but to postpone your death?
This land does not scream.. This land rages with anger and oppression..
Under every foot is a story, and under every bag of flour is a mother's sigh, or a farewell kiss that wasn't fulfilled... or a martyr's bone that hasn't yet been buried... Here, people walk in a mass funeral, no one knowing who has died and who will die in the coming minutes...
The scene is too great to describe and more painful than any language can express..
Here we are tempted with food to be killed..
Last night, boxes came in. I was intending to go feed my family and children, but I had a long shift at the hospital..
Maybe I'll get lucky in the next few days..
the prices are crazy... the black market is completely merciless...
When you enter the markets, you feel indescribable cruelty in all transactions, as if you were in a battle. There is no mercy, no consideration, and no sense of the crisis or the people. First, you are required to pay in cash only; they do not accept transfers via the bank's app. Second, they require new currency, otherwise they will not accept it. Third, prices are astronomical, far beyond people's means, for no justification other than greed.
My friends and loved ones..
I am on the verge of collapse... your support is what keeps me on my feet...
All financial plans fail when dealing with the black market. No matter how much we store and save, everything will be exhausted. The war has been going on for two years and all resources have been exhausted..
I've noticed that support has declined recently. I realize that it's a difficult time and I appreciate that, but what we're going through is more difficult than I can describe..
I would be very grateful for your support to get me through this difficult period..
paypal.me/animalrescue703
Nothing makes us learn life better than experience...and nothing makes us more silent than disappointment. What kills a person the most is not hunger or war, but the feeling of being invisible, that no one pays attention to his tears and no one hears his voice.
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