I am Salah, a young man who once dreamed of building a future, only to find myself living through a genocide written by bombs—the absolute and terrifying algorithm of destruction. I write not only as someone who lost his home, his uncle Saeed, and his closest friends —Mohammed, Abdullah, Ahmed, and Ibrahim— but as a witness bearing the weight of a shared wound. I write for the millions of displaced people, for the starving children, and for the families who watched their world vanish into smoke and dust.