10:30 AM
I set out now in search of a morsel to ease the hunger of my little girl and siblings, though I do not know if I will return with bread, in a shroud, or with my remains scattered beneath the rubble. Death stalks me at every step, and danger surrounds me from all sides. I walk a path between fear and hope, carrying the weight of hunger and the torment of survival.

Your prayers are my only weapon in a battle I may not return from.🙏

This is my morning, every day, in the age of genocide.💔