I am not looking for God in the heavens! In fact, one can see and feel God in the cries of every aggrieved individual, the tears of mothers, and the emotions of orphaned children…
As you read this piece, and I am writing it, the éclat of God is resembled in us, yes, us. That is when we can take action to realize a better life, not just for ourselves, but for all of humanity! The truth is, we are human.
Love gives meaning to humanity, love for others, love for freedom, love for human rights, love for all human beings, regardless of the color of their skin, religion, nationality, language and …
Majed is a 13-year-old Syrian boy seen weeping over his brother’s dead body. Any human being that witnessed Majed’s tears was taken to Aleppo, and burned with Aleppo.
Writing about Majed is hard. I want Majed to know he wasn’t alone in weeping after the death of his twin brother, mother and sister. There were other human beings in every corner of this globe that wept with Majed.
If only Majed could know he is not alone in this world, and there are people who love him, love freedom and …
Majed, my brother, don’t depart Aleppo, and just as you said you opened your eyes into this world in this city!
Majed, my brother,
I would love to see you one day in a free Syria.
I, too, weep for young Iranians who are hanged, and those who cry for freedom on torture beds.
I, too, weep for those Iranian children whose fathers have been executed by the mullahs’ regime in Iran.
I, too, would love to see a free Iran one day.
We both have a common pain.
Majed, my brother, we must fight for freedom, and you should know you are not alone in this sacred struggle.
Majed, think of a free Syria and have faith that your family will be along your side the day Syria is freed.
Majed, my brother…