11-year-old Hamza Nassar was killed by Israeli terror airstrikes just a few months ago. He remained an “unidentified” martyr for several hours at Shifa Hospital in Gaza City before his father recognized him, who went to the hospital looking for him after a long wait and did not return home.
Hamza was fasting and had left to buy some vegetables for his family from the neighborhood market. He died on the last day of Ramadan, just a few hours before Iftaar.
I wrote this poem today in his honour. Give us your feedback.