أهل الخير الحلقة 5

My name is Amira Al Zaza from Gaza

I have three sons and three daughters

The war was so tough

We were thrown by Missiles
and firebelts and beat

I heard since 1948 my mother
telling me what happened

You wouldn’t get anything from
your stuff or carry anything

so I imagined this scene as it exactly was

We went out clad in the cloth we wore

And walking along the way

My children walked a lot and no
one knew that except Allah

Weariness and misery, Weariness..

I swear when my kids asked for food

I didn’t find anything to feed them

We spent days,,

I don’t know what I can say..

I was constantly weeping all day and night

Getting food is so hard,
in addition to its high cost

Getting water is also agony..

I swear I was screaming out for my
children when they were asleep

to wake them up when the water tank came

Everything comes in agony, in agony!

Except for diseases and pollution..

Bathrooms are polluted, food isn’t clean
And covered in sand

We don’t eat a bite of decent food

I swear yesterday, they wanted food

I swear I don’t have money to buy food

I swear I’m sitting and crying

and asking for what all of this!

Great is goodness when it lights up

Eyes.. And the spirit of giving is great

as a gesture of love with a loving soul

And the touch of a heart with a merciful palm

And what except goodness which gives glow

With beauty and value for our essence

We’ll give hope

In the highest work

Let’s live a modest life

We’ll give hope

In the highest work

Let’s live a modest life

Our happiness when it comes is like dream

As for each tiring feeling

As they are among us silently wearisome

And they are like treasure in the month of spoils

As they are together, they won’t be hopeless

Or be broken or defeated

We’ll give hope

In the highest work