Broken Phoenix
Reason I’ve not been able to write anything these past days is because I’ve been feeling numb. Every time I sit down to type anything I feel ill and the words don’t go anywhere. I start thinking about the situation currently going on in Lebanon and I feel this sorrow and it takes over my entire body. I’ve been avoiding many of my friends because I don’t want to depress them. They can’t help the situation and the problem for me is that at the moment, neither can I.
All I can do, like the millions of Lebanese around the world is see my country brought down to it’s knees and it’s landscapes razed to the ground. I’ve been feeling numb but that feeling is slowly subsiding because like the Lebanese people, my resolve is strong. My faith in my people and my country is even stronger. We shall walk proud again and the country shall be rebuilt once more, of that I have no doubt.
However in order for the country to be rebuilt it will need work and it will need help. I’m currently going to begin work on various ways in which I can personally help Lebanon get back on it’s feet. I’m not going to say bringing it back to how it was, I’m going to say better than how it was. I’m beginning to feel anger and with that feeling comes a flurry of ideas. Some of these ideas will either take shape and bear fruit or will be lost and forgotten in the caverns of my mind. However I will see Lebanon free and beautiful once again. You see the bastards (I’m not going to specify which ones, because in this situation they are LEGION) seem to forget that the sun always rises after the night and that…
a phoenix NEVER dies.