We lost our home to conflict—now hunger is our daily battle.

My birds used to carry hope; now, I struggle to feel it myself—my soul is scattered like feathers.

Displaced and hungry—each day is a fight to survive far from home.

We lost our home to conflict—now hunger is our daily battle.

I live with a pain no words can carry—since losing my wife and children, nothing feels alive inside me.

My heart beats in silence, hollowed by the loss of my family, unspoken grief that weighs heavier than rubble.

Each night we sleep hungry, dreaming of a home and a full meal.

They took my everything in an instant; I'm left with dust-filled memories and a hollow chest.

They took my everything in an instant; I'm left with dust-filled memories and a hollow chest.

Every meal is uncertain—displacement has left us with empty hands and empty stomachs.

Displacement has taken everything but our will to survive.

Displacement has taken everything but our will to survive.

Surviving on hope and scraps, we search for shelter and a way to eat.

Displacement has taken everything but our will to survive.

My birds used to carry hope; now, I struggle to feel it myself—my soul is scattered like feathers.

My birds used to carry hope; now, I struggle to feel it myself—my soul is scattered like feathers.

Displaced and hungry—each day is a fight to survive far from home.

Forced from my home, I struggle to find food and safety for my family.

We are strangers in our own land, desperate for food and a safe place.

I live with a pain no words can carry—since losing my wife and children, nothing feels alive inside me.

My birds used to carry hope; now, I struggle to feel it myself—my soul is scattered like feathers.

My heart beats in silence, hollowed by the loss of my family, unspoken grief that weighs heavier than rubble.

Forced from my home, I struggle to find food and safety for my family.

We are strangers in our own land, desperate for food and a safe place.