Last words of a Palestinian journalist ...
Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2025 3:26 pm
Anas al-Sharif, a reporter for the Al Jazeera network, was working in Gaza in a tent with journalist colleagues on Sunday night. According to the IDF he was really the leader of a Hamas cell, so they dropped a bomb on the tent and killed them all.
He had prepared this statement to be distributed in the event of his death. It was published here:
https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfr ... -airstrike
It's a good idea to try the experiment of reading this text, remembering while you do so:
1. "Allah' is just the word Muslims use where a white American Christian would say 'God'. it is not intended to refer to a different person.
2. Given the known behaviour of the IDF since the Hamas terrorist atrocity unleashed this horrible conflict, there is no reason not to consider the possibility that the man who wrote these words was just what he says, a journalist. It's worth trying on the idea for size, at least. How does it feel to think that way?
He had prepared this statement to be distributed in the event of his death. It was published here:
https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfr ... -airstrike
It's a good idea to try the experiment of reading this text, remembering while you do so:
1. "Allah' is just the word Muslims use where a white American Christian would say 'God'. it is not intended to refer to a different person.
2. Given the known behaviour of the IDF since the Hamas terrorist atrocity unleashed this horrible conflict, there is no reason not to consider the possibility that the man who wrote these words was just what he says, a journalist. It's worth trying on the idea for size, at least. How does it feel to think that way?
This is my will and my final message. If these words reach you, know that Israel has succeeded in killing me and silencing my voice.
First, peace be upon you and Allah’s mercy and blessings. Allah knows I gave every effort and all my strength to be a support and a voice for my people, ever since I opened my eyes to life in the alleys and streets of the Jabaliya refugee camp. My hope was that Allah would extend my life so I could return with my family and loved ones to our original town of occupied Asqalan (al-Majdal). But Allah’s will came first, and His decree is final.
I have lived through pain in all its details, tasted suffering and loss many times, yet I never once hesitated to convey the truth as it is, without distortion or falsification – so that Allah may bear witness against those who stayed silent, those who accepted our killing, those who choked our breath, and whose hearts were unmoved by the scattered remains of our children and women, doing nothing to stop the massacre that our people have faced for more than a year and a half.
I entrust you with Palestine – the jewel in the crown of the Muslim world, the heartbeat of every free person in this world. I entrust you with its people, with its wronged and innocent children who never had the time to dream or live in safety and peace. Their pure bodies were crushed under thousands of tons of Israeli bombs and missiles, torn apart and scattered across the walls. I urge you not to let chains silence you, nor borders restrain you. Be bridges toward the liberation of the land and its people, until the sun of dignity and freedom rises over our stolen homeland.
I entrust you to take care of my family. I entrust you with my beloved daughter, Sham, the light of my eyes, whom I never got the chance to watch grow up as I had dreamed. I entrust you with my dear son, Salah, whom I had wished to support and accompany through life until he grew strong enough to carry my burden and continue the mission. I entrust you with my beloved mother, whose blessed prayers brought me to where I am, whose supplications were my fortress and whose light guided my path. I pray that Allah grants her strength and rewards her on my behalf with the best of rewards.
I also entrust you with my lifelong companion, my beloved wife, Umm Salah (Bayan), from whom the war separated me for many long days and months. Yet she remained faithful to our bond, steadfast as the trunk of an olive tree that does not bend – patient, trusting in Allah, and carrying the responsibility in my absence with all her strength and faith. I urge you to stand by them, to be their support after Allah Almighty.
If I die, I die steadfast upon my principles. I testify before Allah that I am content with His decree, certain of meeting Him, and assured that what is with Allah is better and everlasting. O Allah, accept me among the martyrs, forgive my past and future sins, and make my blood a light that illuminates the path of freedom for my people and my family. Forgive me if I have fallen short, and pray for me with mercy, for I kept my promise and never changed or betrayed it.
Do not forget Gaza. And do not forget me in your sincere prayers for forgiveness and acceptance.