How can I describe you, the city of dreams, when your walls are shattered to pieces..
What song can I sing to soothe you, the city of arts, when no sound can be heard other than the wailing cries of your residents..
How can I praise your charm, the city of beauty, when you’re covered with a veil of ugly smoke..
You, the heart of Lebanon, was beating furiously with buried anger, tears, disappointments and sadness until you exploded..
Emerge from the debris of destruction and teach us to rise up with you..again!
Mina Mookan
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