Hamas, Israel tells us, is hiding among civilians


They hid at the El-Wafa hospital.

They hid at the Al-Aqsa hospital.

They hid at the beach, where children played football.

They hid at the yard of 75-year-old Muhammad Hamad.

They hid among the residential quarters of Shujaya.

They hid in the neighbourhoods of Zaytoun and Toffah.

They hid in Rafah and Khan Younis.

They hid in the home of the Qassan family.

They hid in the home of the poet, Othman Hussein.

They hid in the village of Khuzaa.

They hid in the thousands of houses damaged or destroyed.

They hid in 84 schools and 23 medical facilities.

They hid in a cafe, where Gazans were watching the World Cup.

They hid in the ambulances trying to retrieve the injured.

They hid themselves in 24 corpses, buried under rubble.

They hid themselves in a young woman in pink household slippers, sprawled on the pavement, taken down while fleeing.

They hid themselves in two brothers, eight and four, lying in the intensive burn care unit in Al-Shifa.

They hid themselves in the little boy whose parts were carried away by his father in a plastic shopping bag.

They hid themselves in the “incomparable chaos of bodies” arriving at Gaza hospitals.

They hid themselves in an elderly woman, lying in a pool of blood on a stone floor.

Hamas, they tell us, is cowardly and cynical.

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  1. avatar
    Francis Yellow July 23, 2014 11:35 am 

    Hau mitakuyepi, Greetings my Relatives, Pilamaya mitakuye, I thank you my relative, Seymour for voicing the unspeakable. In the course of Genocide, the genocidists render themselves inhumane and alien to Life. My People, The Original Peoples of Turtle Island, are undergoing such Genocidal/Omnicidal crimes against humanity and Life even yet. The savage reasoning, language, and behavior of Oppressors are often projected upon their victims. The weight of their inhumanity is too great and out of greedy irresponsibility dump their psychic shit on their victims. We, the Oppressed, are often made insane by such horrible crimes and we respond in kind. But too, sometimes we see, even with a boot on our neck, how powerful in Life we become when we can have compassion for ourselves and our own –and even our murderers. My heart goes out to the surviving kindred of the slaughtered Palestinians –who remain to suffer on Earth.

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