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Israel continues to turn the days of Yemenis into stations of pain and bloody memory. From a “Bloody Wednesday” to a “Black Monday,” and now to a “Painful Thursday” — a day that struck differently in the lives of Yemenis.
For many Yemenis, Thursday has always been a day of joy — a day for weddings, chosen by those fasting to reap greater spiritual reward, and a vibrant end to the week as Sana’a pulses with life before the weekend break. But Thursday, September 25, 2025, was far from ordinary. It became a new chapter of sorrow — a day Israel chose to etch into the Yemeni memory with blood and shattered bodies.
Death Planes Over Sana’a
Twenty Israeli warplanes flew over the Yemeni capital, unloading 40 tons of missiles and bombs onto residential neighborhoods and civilian infrastructure in the heart of the city. There was no warning, and people had no time to escape.
In mere minutes, the streets turned into chaos, homes into rubble. The bombing left 216 people dead or wounded — most of them women and children.
“The message was clear.”
This was the price Yemenis paid for standing in solidarity with Gaza — the cost of their humanity, which refused to stay silent in the face of starving children and displaced women under the rubble of refugee camps.
Faces of Pain in the Alleyways
The tragedy bore many faces, but the pain was one.
A young boy was playing in one of the ancient alleys of Old Sana’a, between walls that have witnessed over a thousand years of history. He didn’t know that this would be his final game — ended by an American-Israeli missile that silenced his laughter forever.
Just a few kilometers away, in the political district, three children shared a brief laugh — unaware it would be their last. Two ascended as martyrs, while the third survived, carrying wounds that time will not erase.
Meanwhile, in central Sana’a, at the same moment, a schoolgirl waved goodbye to her friend halfway down a street in Al-Raqqas neighborhood, thinking they’d meet again the next morning. She didn’t know that parting smile was their final farewell. Moments later, her body lay buried beneath the rubble.
Elsewhere, a father was shopping with a smile, carrying enough food in his hands to prepare a modest dinner for his family. But the American bombs dropped by Israeli planes claimed his life before he could return home. The groceries remained — silent witnesses to the tragedy — in a house now filled only with tears and sorrow.
From Gaza to Sana’a… and From Lebanon to Damascus
The scene isn’t unique to Sana’a. From Gaza, where childhood is buried under the rubble, to southern Lebanon, bombed daily, and the ancient neighborhoods of Damascus, the pattern repeats. Israel rages through the region’s skies, taking lives with impunity and without restraint.
None of these crimes could have happened without unlimited U.S. support.
Washington, which crafts and serves up its decisions in the White House, provides Israel with political cover, weapons, and funding — while silencing any international voice that dares to say “enough.”
A World Without Conscience
In the face of blood and mangled bodies, the international community stands either helpless or complicit — issuing feeble statements of condemnation that deter no killers and restore no rights.
A world fearful of its interests with Trump — and whoever comes after him — sacrifices values, principles, and international law, leaving the innocent to their fate beneath the bombs.
The Thursday that once symbolized joy for Yemenis has become a nightmare — a new addition to the long list of Arab suffering, from Gaza to Sana’a.
And in every story of a child, a girl, or a father who was lost, lies yet another testimony:
That the Israeli occupation knows no humanity —
and that Arab blood remains the cheapest currency in the markets of international politics.
