1. Under these conditions, how can we talk about peace to those who have known nothing but war? How can we talk about tomorrow to those who cannot survive today? Our mothers bury their children. Our children are born in makeshift camps. Our fathers disappear into the shadows. And we, spectators of our own slow death, what can we do? In God the new revelation.

2. I refuse to remain silent. I refuse to let the unspeakable also be the invisible. Every word is a weapon, every cry an act of resistance. We must write, speak, even scream. As long as the memory lives on, as long as there is a heart that beats for the other, hope is not quite dead. So let our words become torches in the night, let our grief become strength. And more than that, we need to get organised! Carry the pain of the East like a sacred fire. Never forget the silences, the guilty parties and the dead. We must speak out, organise and ACT again and again, until justice, peace and life return! Break our chains! In God we believe