With Love
In the face of sheer agony that's resonating in the echoes of the bullets and bombs that ripped homes apart in the flash of a blinding second, I am able to feel strong because of men like Antoine Leiris.
I am able to believe in the humanity that's kept this world alive since its inception and strive to live up to it because of the inspiration that every stranger, who lets another in need, into the welcoming arms of their lives; loves a fellow muslim citizen despite the religion that brings undeserved condemnation and isolation upon them, those who're as innocent a victim of the terrorists as those who lie sleepless trying to reconcile the fact of the loss of loved ones to their reality; who extends the compassion of a real human heart to those who're grieving but standing tall across Beirut, Baghdad, Syria and all of this world; who pauses for a moment and thinks about the mother whose son is holding the gun and pressing the trigger that eradicates the light of a thousand eyes, every day.
And I think, it's okay. To finally and unabashedly grieve for these individuals who've lost their links to this world. Who're lamenting over the death of a light that would have made the future of our existences brighter if they'd survived and waking up every single day to carry the glows of their lamps forward, leading the way for every global citizen who's grieving for the attack on his brother, father, soldier. These people who keep us going. Hats off to your courage, to your strength and the resolve of your conviction that will truly insult those who brought this upon you, with your happiness, gratitude for being alive and unyielding freedom.
PS- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rZ-1iA-56k0 (It made me cry).
I am able to believe in the humanity that's kept this world alive since its inception and strive to live up to it because of the inspiration that every stranger, who lets another in need, into the welcoming arms of their lives; loves a fellow muslim citizen despite the religion that brings undeserved condemnation and isolation upon them, those who're as innocent a victim of the terrorists as those who lie sleepless trying to reconcile the fact of the loss of loved ones to their reality; who extends the compassion of a real human heart to those who're grieving but standing tall across Beirut, Baghdad, Syria and all of this world; who pauses for a moment and thinks about the mother whose son is holding the gun and pressing the trigger that eradicates the light of a thousand eyes, every day.
And I think, it's okay. To finally and unabashedly grieve for these individuals who've lost their links to this world. Who're lamenting over the death of a light that would have made the future of our existences brighter if they'd survived and waking up every single day to carry the glows of their lamps forward, leading the way for every global citizen who's grieving for the attack on his brother, father, soldier. These people who keep us going. Hats off to your courage, to your strength and the resolve of your conviction that will truly insult those who brought this upon you, with your happiness, gratitude for being alive and unyielding freedom.
PS- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rZ-1iA-56k0 (It made me cry).
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