They are just people. Families, children, parents—human beings. They lived, they laughed, they built their lives, just like anyone else. And then, they were taken. Not for anything they had done, but for who they were. Their homes became ruins, their voices were silenced, their dreams shattered.

Every family carries loss. A father who will never return, a mother who should be holding her child, a sister whose laughter is now just a memory. Their absence is an emptiness that cannot be filled, a wound that does not heal.

But they are still here. Those who remain, those who survived, those who carry the weight of grief and the hope of something more. They deserve life—not just to survive, but to truly live. To rebuild, to dream again, to smile without fear.

It is not charity—it is justice. It is the simple truth that every human being has the right to exist in peace, to walk in their own land without fear, to wake up knowing they are safe.

We must stand together. Hand in hand, heart to heart. To give them back what was taken, to restore what was broken. To remind them, and ourselves, that life is not just about survival—it is about living. And they deserve to live.