Madaya

Today, like any other day, I got hungry. I did what any other individual would do, closed my book, went to the kitchen thinking only about the sandwich I’m about to make.  

Today, like any other day, as a normal individual, I was eating while surfing my social media account. But unlike any other day, a picture caught my heart, flinched it, squeezed it, and tore it into pieces; I thought to myself “has the zombie apocalypse begun?” as the picture of a skeleton with a human’s head, all covered with thin skin appeared. I clicked on the picture as the video started playing, of a man asking this mere skeleton about how long he has been without any source of food. “Seven days”, the little skeleton answered, with his tiny worn out voice, and words barely able to escape his tiny lip-like skin covering his mouth. It was a report by AJ+, about a small forgotten town in Syria 

Madaya was it’s name. I couldn’t do anything other than anxiously wait for this excruciating painful video to end, and never have I ever felt like a pig; a heartless, emotionless pig. As the words kept coming, my creeps only grew, my feet got numb, it felt like I was falling down, although I was already sitting. There I was, complaining about meaningless things, when the people of Madaya haven’t eaten for days, they fall in great numbers daily, losing their lives daily, in search of food.

 

“What kind of creature have I become?”, I ask myself every day finding no answer, emotionless as a lonely rock, filled with ego and pride of things I don’t deserve, nor worked for. Is that all that matters? looks, money, and materialistic possessions? We strive daily, working and exhausting ourselves to buy things we don’t need, to impress people we don’t like and fill a void that’s not even there; while in some parts of the same planet we share, people strive, risk their lives and lose their loved ones, for less than their basic needs of food and life resources. What have we all become?

 

Isn’t the heart more worthy of Alzheimer’s blessing than the brain?”

Our hearts never forget, they just hide behind the wall we made; Denial.

Art work by: Nuitzeenui http://nuitzeenui.deviantart.com/art/Malnutrition-313330314

Art work by: Nuitzeenui
http://nuitzeenui.deviantart.com/art/Malnutrition-313330314

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2 Responses

  1. Abdallah Elhaddad says:

    ? thank you for your attention
    God bless you ?

  2. S.Abdeen says:

    It is less than my duty, to report such crimes of humanity.

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