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Sevyn Streeter and Mariama Diallo
I love you like a love song baby...
There was a dog named Rasmi, it had two puppies. It loves the mother of the puppies so much, Eslam. They're a happy doggy family. They play fetch, groom each other and chase each other around and play. They have over eleven other dogs in their pack that they love oh so much. They were happy, day from day living contentfully. Then one day disaster strikes, the pound hunts them down. They do whatever they can to capture them. They kill random street dogs, kick them and abuse them. Shove them in blenders and cover them in glue. They're relentless, and they abuse them badly. One by one, eleven members of the pack die. Imagine how bad the father dog and mother dog must've felt, hearing that dogs of their pack died. Ones they loved, ones they had stories with, ones that they played with. Kicked, hurt, gone. The members of the pack were gone, and the poor pups could barely process it. They're starved, their mouths dry from so little water. They fell ill, really sick. Their fur was matted and dirty and their paws were so bruised and their skin under the fur affected by a disease. 'It'll be okay' the father pup said. but would it? would it really be okay if no other animals bit back? if the birds didn't fight, the cheetahs didn't bite, the cat's didn't hiss, and the mice didn't help find food? would it really be okay for these dogs? One day the pack will die. Rasmi. Rasmi and his two pups he loves dearly. Eslam, the mother. They all might die if the other animals don't help. Now what if I told you these were humans? Humans, with dying kids. Humans with their families, grandparents, cousins and siblings dying before their very own eyes. years and years of memories lost to a unruly bombing. These humans, barely surviving, breathing, HUMANS. TODDLERS. BABIES. are losing family, starved, sick and ill. No more laughing and smiling. just surviving and crying. One day this family might die, their story will end and everything they've done is gone to shreds. No pets. No food. Death. Gone, and lost after fighting. Fighting for what? for death? This can be prevented, they can be saved. But you need to take action. They can't save themselves. A bird cannot fly with no wings. A bird with no wings can only fly if someone makes them new wings. Or if the other birds in the sky help them fly.
"Hello, I'm Rasmi from Gaza supporting my wife, Eslam, and she a mother of a 2 daughters. We have been subjected to bombing, siege and starvation. Unfortunately,
I HAVE LOST A 11 NUMBER OF MY FAMILY MEMBERS❗ and I cannot bear to lose more.
Can you write a post talking about my story and share my story with your friends? I hope that you will donate a little, 40$ or 50$ from each person.
It will make a difference with me so that we can start a new life outside of the stricken Gaza.💔
My daughters are suffering from many diseases such as skin diseases , malnutrition and hepatitis." - @rasmi-gaza
