Monday, October 21, 2013

I Left My Heart in the REVOLUTION

I left Egypt for a while, but I left my heart with every mourning family, every missing detainee, every injured, in every hospital I went or didn't go to, every church vandalized, every house burnt, every funeral…

I left my heart in the REVOLUTION...

The revolution: where I come from, and where I want to stay to fight for the rights of people I never knew or met before; people I loved without seeing, in a country I’ve started to cherish because of those who were shedding their blood for freedom for years; those who died to make a dream come true, whether they knew they were risking their lives or not, but they paid their share of price.

We will continue fighting if this is our share of price to pay, we will live on because even if we are away or even dead, our dream; our revolution will always be alive and strong…




Written on 21.10.2013, one day after St Mary’s Church in Giza, Egypt was attacked by gunmen, killing 4 people coming out of a wedding ceremony including an 8-year-old girl and injuring 15+ more.



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