-What are you doing here hajja?😢😢😢
– I wait…
– What are you waiting for hajja? The days go by, and I see you here before the sun, I still see you after it…
– I am waiting… for the sea to give me back my son…
His future was full of opportunity, he was full of life, full of smiles and enthusiasm, but the more time passed, the more he lost his laughter, he worked hard, earned little, he wanted more than he had, he wanted to taste what was on the other side, even if it was all lies…
Even if on the other side, there are also great misfortunes and great difficulties… This is not what people have shown him… Everyone likes to sell dreams, and still silent about their difficulties… We always believe that the grass is greener elsewhere, to the point of forgetting the fruits at home…
He believed its lies…
It hooked him with envy, it lured him with the illusion of a better life, he believed what it showed him on his phone, on Instagram, on social media, it threw him window dressing, it worked on him by feeding his jealousy… then it ate him.
My son…
I did everything to keep him from leaving…
I did everything to make sure he didn’t believe its lies…
He didn’t listen to me…
It hypnotized him… It bewitched him…
My son…
He is there… Somewhere in his belly with thousands of others, I would like so much to see him again, I would like so much to bury him… I would like so much that he stayed close to me…
I didn’t want anything he was hoping to give me when he left, because my gift… was him.
Please SEA give me back my son…..😢😢😢
translated from the french source :https://www.facebook.com/realhkm/posts/1020074285026150
