Nothing but the sea!

Forced evacuation orders, to push citizens to the so-called “safe zone,” do not stop in the harsh sequence of displacement in the war that has been raging for eleven months, and which has a beginning but no end.

To one-tenth of the area of the Strip, which is 365 square kilometers, that so-called “safe” area has shrunk, and it has no share in its name, but has become traps for killing and settling scores with its residents, most of whom are women, children, the elderly and the sick, who are being devoured by the fangs of flying and tracked beasts.

The displacement outside the sector, which the masses have thwarted with their patience, the bleeding of their wounds, and the pain of their suffering, the state of extermination is trying to punish those who reject it by repeating their internal displacement, and nibbling away at the area to which they are displaced, until it has shrunk to the point where there is no longer room for new waves of displaced people searching for safe havens, which are not safe under the artillery and air bombardment, which leaves hundreds of martyrs and wounded on a daily basis.

In the scenes from the beach two days ago, the tents of the displaced appeared to be set up at zero distance from the waves of the sea. If the evacuation orders were repeated, the displaced would find no place before them but the open sea to take refuge in, after the land had become too narrow for them and for them, and death, destruction and devastation had settled everywhere in the sector besieged by columns of fire and smoke, so the enemy was in front of them and the sea behind them.