The Syrians are confident that their wounds will heal, and they will endure the horrific nights of the earthquake. They are the patient, and they have enough faith in God, love for the country, and sacrifice to produce the impossible.
Their trust knows no bounds, despite the great tragedy of the passing away of hundreds of their children and loved ones, despite all their suffering resulting from this natural disaster, and despite the images of tragedies that break hearts and shatter stones, such as that mother who embraces her child after he has passed away, and that little one who cries from beneath. Rubble: “Where is my mother, where is my father?”
They trust those who stand with them in good times and bad, and they will never forget the positions of the friendly and brotherly countries that extended their hand to them, from Algeria, Muscat, Tehran, Moscow and Abu Dhabi to many capitals that are still in the wrong, moving every hour to declare their solidarity, and send their urgent humanitarian aid to relief the afflicted.
And above all, they trust their leadership, and their will that defeated terrorism and difficulties. From the President of the Republic, Mr. President Bashar al-Assad, to the state institutions, passing through the last worker, soldier, employee, doctor, medic, and every free and honorable citizen, everyone has mobilized since the first moments following the earthquake. His sovereignty directs and draws With the experts, the titles of the emergency action plan, and the institutions are racing against time to implement on the ground what heals the wounds of the afflicted, and provides them with housing, food, and treatment, and restores safety to their souls.
They trust in their genes that love solidarity and solidarity, so that their rich sympathize with their poor, and everyone runs in front of their wounded, and philanthropists mobilize in their harmonious society, in a scene that is rare, for one searches among the rubble to save a soul, and that gives a stricken Leicester, and others on all paths.
They trust that they will overcome the catastrophe despite all the policies of blockade and sanctions pursued by Washington and its tools in the West and East, and proceed with its unjust steps in an ugly manner, although human morals, and even political and diplomatic protocols, make it imperative for any country in the world to close the books of politics, even temporarily, in supposed moments. Do you only know the word "humanity"?
They trust themselves even though many of their Arab “brothers” hesitated, not only in sending humanitarian aid, but even in expressing their solidarity with them, perhaps because they are waiting for a signal from Washington, and despite the fact that many of the countries of aggression against Syria have agendas before their leaders and “human morals” are absent. And they did not say a word, and did not even express their grief for children who died under the rubble, even if it was a fake sadness, as they used to us during their trafficking in refugees, and they shed crocodile tears for the victims of terrorism.
They besieged us, inflamed us with the fire of terrorism, destroyed us by bombing planes and missiles, and did not allow others to help us even in facing epidemics and diseases and “Corona is a witness”, and today, with the devastating earthquake, they repeat their nature, ignoring the “humanity” and “civilization and civilization”, which they lecture The world, morning and evening, made it imperative for all human beings, in times of crises and disasters in particular, to move immediately to rescue and provide relief to those afflicted by a natural disaster, and to delay the hour of “politics” to another time.
And with all this hesitation on the part of a “brother,” and the hatred of an occupier and usurper, the hour of the “gate of relief” will strike the Syrians from Aleppo, Jableh, Lattakia, Tartous, Hama, and Idlib, and from every speck of Syrian soil, from Jazira to Daraa, to announce to everyone that relief is upon us. Syria and its people will come, because it and its people are one soil, one family, beating with love, sacrifice and life, and because it is the juice of civilization and its first home, and mercy for the souls of those who departed to a generous God.