So let me see if I’ve got this straight,
On this special day and date,
Seems seventy-one years ago,
We stood together to let the world know,
That we were one in thought and soul
And wanted to rule our country as a whole.
We kindly asked the French to leave,
And stood up for what we did believe.
We worshipped the mountains, the water, the mud,
And for Lebanon only would we spill our blood.
But somewhere in time we got all mixed up,
And somehow we managed on hatred to sup.
We each found a leader who promised us light,
And caught up in blindness we started to fight.
And spilled blood of thousands to honour a god,
Who laughed and got richer as we filled the sod.
Our country is dying and we know all too well,
That the country we so love has become a darn hell.
Each day brings surprises and unwelcomed guests,
And we struggle to get through and overcome tests
Of patience, allegiance and persistence too.
We all dream of leaving and most of us do,
But living abroad makes us all the more sad,
As we find we can live with those we thought mad,
For following a leader who’s not friends with ours.
It turns out surprisingly we have the same scars,
Ambitions and dreams for this country we love
And worship only second to our God up above.
So let’s get to the bottom of this nonsense all,
United we stand, but divided we’ll fall...
There still is some hope if we just cast aside,
The folly and hatred behind which we hide.
And stand all together and say in one voice,
This is our dear country and this is our choice:
To live life together and each other respect,
And hatred and blindness to truly reject.
Our strength lies in being unique and distinct,
And love for our country will keep us well linked.
Once again we will all be united in soul,
And set the example for the world as a whole.
S. Dina
21/11/14
