As you sit at your table on Thanksgiving Day Voraciously gorging yourself on your feast, Remember those who are suffering In a proxy war in the Middle East.
The poor Yemenis have died by the thousands. Many are on the brink of starvation. Fourteen million, some people say, Experience serious deprivation.
Blockades limit badly needed Medical supplies and food. It's a humanitarian crisis Of unspeakable magnitude.
Warring ideologies place Innocent people in between. Yes, people are still committing Atrocities in twenty eighteen!
A hospital hit by Saudi bombs⦠A school bus blown to bits⦠How many more will die before Responsible parties call it quits?
Cholera is pervasive, and drugs Cannot get to the people who need them. Babies are dying because their mothers Cannot produce the milk to feed them.
As of now our president Would rather keep an open door To weapons sales to Saudis instead Of trying to stop the ghastly war.
Don't just send your thoughts to Yemen; Let your thoughts turn into actions, Lest your sincere hopes for peace End up being worthless abstractions.