We refer to a hurry, tear and anger with hearts that bleed before tears, and with letters written by fire before the ink, we mourn today our children, our people, our blood, who rose under the rubble of a criminal bombardment that targeted a center for accommodation in the Al -Amal neighborhood of Khan Yunis, a center that only lives in pain, cold, and dreams of children. We mourn our cousin, the martyr Eid Bashir Al -Masry, who rose with the pleasures of his liver, Julia, Bashir, Muhammad, and Jafra, in a scene that is not enough for mourning to describe it, nor the graves because it contains. We also mourn the martyr Ibrahim Faraj Al -Masry, the brother of Bisan Faraj Al -Masry, who remained resisting pain in intensive care, until today she joined her husband, children and brother, to wipe the name of a whole family from the life record. A complete family was built. No missiles fell on “leaders”, nor military structures, nor even suspicious targets only a family that was shelter from death, and I found it on top of them. We write this obituary and our hearts ignite, not only from sadness, but from anger; He was angry with those who turn our just cause into a bazaar for absurd negotiations, television destinations, and the bloodshed in the name of “liberation” and they are ignorant of its meaning, or they trade in it. We write and it has become clear that the child in Gaza has purity that does not possess all the statements of condemnation, and all your negotiations separate from reality, and all your brought meters behind the slogans of deception. Enough. Enough in vain. Enough anesthesia. Enough industry for an illusion that no one can believe it. Oh those who feed on our blood, stop representing us, we die silently, and you negotiate with our name with suspicious deals, good situations, and a paid silence. The “Eid Al -Masry” family is not an exception, but rather a title, the title is written in blood, and every letter has a cry: enough. “God suffices and blesses the agent.” Activist_ Hamza_Mo Al -Masry