Enes Baba

Dozens of bodies lay on every corner here in front of me. wrapped in winter blankets brought by relatives or maybe some ambulances women and children entire families laid in front of me here the relatives are wailing the smell of blood mixed with gunpowder and burning flesh is returned once more in Gaza

Dozens of bodies lay on every corner here in front of me. wrapped in winter blankets brought by relatives or maybe some ambulances women and children entire families laid in front of me here the relatives are wailing the smell of blood mixed with gunpowder and burning flesh is returned once more in Gaza

Dozens of bodies lay on every corner here in front of me. wrapped in winter blankets brought by relatives or maybe some ambulances women and children entire families laid in front of me here the relatives are wailing the smell of blood mixed with gunpowder and burning flesh is returned once more in Gaza