For the entrapped friends…

Latrakia

For  the entrapped friends…

Whose bodies became their prison…

Who lost their will and desire to live…

For those friends that my hands are bound tight  and i can not help them…

Days passing by and they lose their mind, feeling alone and desperate…

Their bodies ravaged and isolated…

Don Quixotes of a dream, for a dream…

They were insisting fighting windmills for a lifetime…

Respect…

Silence…