Whispers Page #2

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Maybe you will use it to sell it and get money

Sh*t!! I will earn money from this picture'?

One of them said to me, take me a photo and

sell it when I die

Do not die, fight!

When you die we'll take care of that don:

worry

I saw many people who died

But the ugliest scene was a child dying

It was the only time that I could not take a

picture

I was staring at the child, I didn't not want to

forget him

There were some people fighting because it

was a new idea

One was a student, worker, labor other was

an owner of a shop

There is war

Weapons, shooting and fighting

They were excited by the war

You were fighting

Some didn't even know why they are fighting

Others knew very well

Something encouraging to visit Tyr more than

any time before Bishop Khoury Bishop of Tyr

I told Abou Ali that I was coming since

a month and a half

But I couldn:
Yesterday I called

What can you tell us about Tyr?

Are people visiting it?

People are coming back attached

to their country more than before

Despite everything that happened in this

country

You know that when Tyr was bombed last

August

The city was bombed as if you are sewing

a piece of clothes

As a result Dr. Ali Khalil from Tyr visited me

He asked me:
how many people stayed at

their homes?

I told him:
I counted them they were not more

than 17

And at the city they were overall around 100

But today about 60 % returned

Others hesitate and wait for God's grace

so they can rebuild their homes that were

severely affected

to fix one room of their home at least

so they can live in it

I hopefully expect that when they can fix

one essential room to live in

I think most of them will return, if not all

I think that Lebanese specially

people living in South

Despite all the misfortunes

Just like when the sun shines, you forget the

rain

Lebanese are like this

They love their country and homes also are

attached to it

Despite all the obstacles and need

they are still attached to their country

We left Tyr What a beautiful sea at Tyr

Its color today is the color of fear

I have only been here two days ago

I've heard so many opinions and I got lost

Yes, lost

When I left the airport

I felt like I'm am a foreign

What will happen to us?

We will not stop leaving?

Carrying our houses on our backs

Like birds who got crazy

From village to village

From region to region

houses are empty

and they tell me: nobody cares

and they say:
no one is responsible

A country, a nation is ending

You think that what is ending

must end?

And what is born, must be born?

This is the first time I see Bekaa winter

We use to come at summer

Bekaa meant the summer

Baalbak festivals, Chtoura

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