It's almost an insult to nominate a poem like this, but it is a brilliant and heart-wrenching piece of writing that deserves to be highlighted. I am genuinely so sorry for what you and your country have been through and are being put through. There are no words.
There are few words to descibe the overwhelming emotion of imagining a child no longer guaranteed a future, when "why?" is never answered time and time again. And prayer is rendered useless but your body is crying out for some exception, for some relief for this little one.
My heart, dear Noura... my heart cannot imagine. I am so sorry that you and so many others CAN imagine this and see it with your very eyes and feel it with every bone in your body.