To Beirut With Love

No, I will not write about the attack on Lebanon,I will not write about the war or the death of children and civilians,or about the cruelty of the indifferent world,not even about the silence of the lambs..

I just want to write about Beirut..The city I love and visit every year, that when left ....It was being attacked viciously

Lebanon,that small tiny country that clings to the Mediterranean Sea like child clings to a mothers side,thriving on the life of that ancient sea,flaunting its beauty that is rarely found in any other country,with its green slopes and greener valleys,and mountains covered with snow even in hot summer days.


Lebanon now is being attacked with merciless weapons,Lebanese people,who cherish life are being murdered their bodies lie there in the streets waiting for some paramedic to pick the pieces and announce another statistic

Four and a half million live there and seven millions are scattered all over the world..The Lebanese have left their beautiful country and lived elsewhere. and Now it is happening all over more are leaving more are waiting for a decision to end this craziness and stop this massacre Why would a country's fate be decided by others other than its citizens?

Why Do we sit there and wait,wait for others to decide for us what should it be? life or Death? >>>>

I've always hated politics and politicians as much as I hate liars and lying,hypocrisy and hypocrites..So I'll stop here