Grief-stricken farewell condemns reckless leaders, toxic rhetoric, and a society failing to shield children today.
A child was buried while arguments kept shouting. That alone should stop everything. When a father’s tears echo through crowded streets and sacred words tremble with disbelief, excuses collapse. No ideology, protest, or cause survives the sight of a small coffin lowered into the ground.
This funeral was not only about loss; it was an indictment. A boy who loved home, study, and Shabbat became the final price of unchecked fury and careless leadership. When adults inflame streets and drag minors into confrontations, tragedy is no longer accidental—it is engineered.
Mourning exposed a brutal truth: words ignite atmospheres, atmospheres enable violence, and violence eventually finds the most vulnerable. Calls for heaven’s mercy should shame those who refused earthly responsibility.
If this pain is absorbed without change, then grief has been wasted. A society that cannot protect its children during protest has already lost its moral argument.
