“Mothers can’t feed their babies,” one doctor in Gaza remarked. “Hospitals are graveyards with beds.”
Even if people have money, there's nothing left to buy. Markets are empty. Aid is blocked. Money has no meaning in manufactured famine.
When the Storytellers Collapse from Hunger
Nahid Hajjaj, a photojournalist working on the frontlines of Gaza’s suffering, shared a raw testimony:
“Don’t be surprised if we stop reporting. I couldn’t even stand today. I’m starving.”
When journalists those we rely on to document truth can no longer hold their cameras, then the tragedy is beyond description. The storytellers are now part of the story. They are not only witnessing the collapse, they are collapsing too.
Gaza is not just bleeding; Gaza is being starved.
No Shock, No Headlines - That's the Real Tragedy
The scariest part of this horror is not just that children are dying from hunger, but that the world is no longer shocked. Twenty-one dead children in three days is not a top story. It is not trending. It is not urgent enough for emergency summits or military airlifts.
This is the greatest cruelty: when death becomes routine. When tragedy becomes normalized. When Gaza’s suffering becomes expected, even accepted.
