Illustration: Omar Bdoor
It’s World Breastfeeding Week
A single mother in Gaza
There is no milk because she is malnourished
Upper arm circumference
It is a more important topic in the shopping center
From the circumference of my breasts
Woman mother
Just like every being on the planet
She has a mission to raise a child
It’s her first mission
To nurse him
To bandage him
But as a refugee in Gaza
To cross 20 km to the corridor
Where humanitarian aid arrives
Love dies in the element of war
It remains a struggle for survival
The young mother watches helplessly
Big eyes hide tears
Her dear husband was killed
Sometimes he would bring her help
Today there is no one
To give her a hand of hope…
Heat and flies
There are no vitamins in a cup of soup
Tears and sweat in the veil
The war stole the peace
Instead of music, the sound of gunfire
While the child is sleeping!
First Published in www.enheduana.com
