Dear Children of Palestine,
I’m sorry. My words will never be enough to make things right but I wanted you to know that I’m sorry.
My apology will not offer you much comfort or assure you things will get better, but I’m still sorry.
I’m sorry that your 6th birthday will also commemorate your survival of 3 massacres. I’m sorry that the summer of 2014 will be remembered as the worst summer of your life. I’m sorry you never knew who won the World Cup because you were too busy running for your life. I’m sorry that the beach, which was your soccer field, became your deathbed.
I’m sorry they mock your agony with selfies. I’m sorry they tried to justify your death with politics. I’m sorry they deprived you of your childhood. I’m sorry that they say they care about you because if they had a shred…
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