Amidst the chaos of invasion, the streets of Gaza bear witness to the rawest form of human vulnerability: childbirth without shelter, painkillers, or hope. Women, in their most profound moment of need, lay on cold pavements, their cries merging with the night's silence. The absence of basic necessities – diapers, milk, and clean water – casts a long shadow over the joy of new life, turning it into a struggle for survival. As newborns enter a world of uncertainty, their first breaths are met not with warmth, but with the biting cold. Around the globe, voices rise in a desperate plea to halt this suffering, to bring attention to Gaza's silent cry, urging the world to listen, to act, before another mother gives birth in the street.