How hard is it for your dreams to be ignored and dismissed.
A dream of a safer future to feel unheard and neglected.
How hard is it to live daily in a world where you’re convinced that your life is worthless…
How hard is it to watch your loved ones grow,
Only to travel to seek a safer future.
How hard is it to scream as loud as you can,
Only to find that nobody can hear you.
How hard is it for your tears to hit a dusty, foreign floor,
While you realize you no longer have a home.
How hard is it to die on the inside and realize that you’re nothing…
That your life is worthless to everyone in charge.
How hard is it to leave the house every day,
While praying nothing bad will happen on your way.
How hard is it to be stepped on over and over again,
To go through so much,
In a matter of seconds,
To lose your loved ones, your house, and all your possessions.
How hard is it to lose everything,
To muster all your strength,
And then look around to help those around you pick their lives up.
How hard is it to be a beacon of hope,
While nothing is under control.
How hard is it to explain to our children what happened,
And who caused it.
How hard is it to be Lebanese,
To constantly think about leaving this country,
To start over in a country that respects humanity.
But you can’t because your heart knows it belongs in Beirut.
To our Beirut who has done through wars, poverty, and explosions. May you rise above it all♥ Sending prayers to all the victims♥