Blood was everywhere; blood almost covered the floor and walls where death could be smelled in the air. The scene was awful and horrifying. It was the most painful scene ever; it was unbearable to see a child who cowered pulling his body together holding his breaths long experiencing horror for he was seeing , hearing , and feeling pain. How many are the scenes that will remain in his little mind? What a childhood can he live after this brutal bloody day? Will he ever forgive who turn him down?
The only fault of these Syrians was that their city Idlib could not be invaded by Assad soldiers who tried seriously to destroy and ruin it. However, after every massacre Idlib comes out of the rubble telling Assad and his allies “we will not kneel no matter what as long as there is a baby among us”. Regime committed a massacre against Idlib citizens after agreeing on the truce. This massacre put solid hiding too much details of this city , but pain is stronger than to be buried, besides no power on earth can prevent these wounded people from expressing their ache.
This blue day of Idlib city was over leaving every wounded and everyone who lost a beloved waiting for a soon relief. A young lady was attacked by death so that her girly dreams got stolen to be left in her mother mind and her faience who waited too long to be wed with her. Her mother’s tears was a mixture of sadness for her leaving her and happiness for being a martyr who died while fasting to be wed in white in Ramadan at Heaven.
Idlib city massacre comes after only one day of issuing a new truce with the Iranian deputation and regime militias in Kafarya and Foaa pro-towns. This massacre is a clear violation of the truce bombing a populated territory. Alfateh Army had announced earlier pullback all its forces from the city.
Only in Syria, one can see children coming out of the rubble and ruins ; Only in Syria one can find the burned bodies of children. In Syria the blood stream is mixed with pain cries and woes and with a kid words ” OH Allah I do not want to die , Dad please do not leave me alone “; where is the world and what is the attitude from such photos and videos that represent a child suffering who was born from under the rubble and stones instead of his mother womb.
Letters and words die for you here little ones and you vegetables sellers watering the ground with your pure blood. We will not forget the scene of a loaf mixed with your blood innocent child; you can not be blamed for being Syrian who refuse to surrender. Challenging and insistence continue to be Green Idlib motto where with every massacre Idlib repeats it. Sleep in peace little one .. Humans’ heart are dead.
By Rasha Morhaf
Translated by Samah Najem
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