Flowers of evil

I watched that Youtube video earlier this morning before I went to work. It struck me the whole day and made me think how naive I am sometimes when I complain about tiny details that are nothing, absolutely nothing whereas small children are forced to work in unsafe streets just to help their parents financially.

The kids are brothers and they speak in Lebanese, so I'll try to translate what they say and then my non Arabic speaking friends understand the story.

The flowers of evil:

-music

-Boy1: I am 10 years old

-Boy2: And I am 10 years old

-Interviewer: You are younger than 10.

-Boy2: No, I am 10.

-Boys: We sell roses.

-Interviewer: Why?

-Boy1: My brother and I are working. Our father makes us work because he needs to pay his debts, he works as a taxi driver.

-Interviewer: And what time you return home?

-Boy1. when we sell all the roses.

-Boy2: When we return home, dad gives us some money.

-Boy2 sings a song.

-Boy1: Shall I sing another song?

-Interviewer: Yes.

-Boy1: God may curse the exile, what has exile done to me, it made me feel bitter and stole my precious ones...

-Boy2 trying to sell: take a rose to your moonshine, may God give you a nice car.

-Boy1: My father hits me if we don't sell all the roses.

-Boy2: Our uncle brings us to work and he gives the money we earn to our parents.

-Boy1: We'd like to become doctors.

-Boy2 asking his brother: What would you like to be?

-Boy1: I'd like to be a doctor.

-Boy2: And I like to become an engineer.....

That was my translation for that story. I just close my eyes and pray that they are protected by God's angels from the evil of the dark streets.

He and I

We live in this world; we came to life as twins, he and I. But we were different. He was my advantages and I was his disadvantages. We lived together in spite of our differences and we were glad in each other. He always tried to help me in thinking positively and was a light in my dark days.
We shared many things and my head was never calm because he never stopped talking, but it was just fine with me. I knew that he did this just to make me happy and optimistic. Together we experienced good and bad days, summers and winters, springs and autumns. He used to love it when he understood my thoughts, used to listen with joy and never hesitated to give his advice when was needed.

"Grow up": once he said to me, ”look into the future, let free your feelings, let your soul fly in this world. Break the thick wall of fear between you and society". He taught me to be kind with others, warm and generous." One must continue even if one falls, loses or becomes sad. Man is not lazy and always tries to be hard worker especially in his teen age years. But there are unexpected circumstances that make one stop.” This was his motive.

On my 16th birthday I decided to end our relation, because he was still a kid. I decided to face life alone. I fought and still fighting alone in this world but I am lonely and miss him.

He will never leave me alone. He lives in my heart, and I can still hear that boy shouting in my past's playground. He shouts, laughs and I cry. I wish I can go back in time and hug him till eternity. He will always be in me because... he is me