On the day of love, Syria has faced 11 months of hatred and ugliness that we never imagined existed.
Our children are kidnapped and killed, our loved ones are shot at in random, or for the pleasure of the high ranking officers/thugs, our history is smeared with our fresh blood, and our murderer still has supporters and friends, in mockery of our sacrifices to show his criminal truth.
Syria is bleeding, with smoke and shattered homes and dreams in Homs, with dungeons of horrors unimagined in Damascus, with crushed childhood and hopes in Idlib and Daraa.
And Syria is calling for help.
If you can answer the call, by any means, please do.
If you can’t, then please pray for Syria!