I am listening this again! So this is my song for the Syrian fighters their struggles!
Here is raining, after real heat, thinking
over things, there are lots of people Homs cold and hungry, amazing bravery, supreme
human spirits, learning from their fortitudes their endurance and super resilience,
the archetype of super human. If I called
them they are beautiful and graceful, I may insult their dignity because that are
not enough! But I don’t know any other word better than beauty and graces, to describe
of their struggles endurance their patience! A haunting baby his last breath in his little
world, blooms of frosty intended spring, shucked battered children bodies littered on the concretes
streets, their eyes open to the sky, but
their souls are jewel of Syria, forever
ever blooms promising their spring!
When you are walking with rain feel soft and comfort, it doesn’t
mater how wet it is, becase we come from water, we made from water that is why, cities, streets,
wonder around with dusky, neon lights blisters their mouths for sounds, you
know there is incredible ugliness I have seen, actually they are stupidest
human souls you come across, wonder they begotten too, phonies, who believes their
own phonies. Their endings are all the same, cut their own throats. Nice to
think that world is not made from phonies but actually made from genuine ingenuity.
Here is lots of “DO IT’ going on, all we
say is that “speed up your do it!” carried right now! World is moving snail speed, while unarmed civilian are dying with full speed. There is lots of hypocrisy
of human right movement too, they are like bunch of phony Michelangelo,
painting humanity with phony artist venire. Be practical when innocence civilian
are killed by a hopeless tyranny régime, you can not win the game by being phony
con-artists full of headgears and sitting phony chair, farting magus and fungus
phony crystal ball game. Why don’t you acutely go there and see what the demented
assad regime is doing.
