Hope is sought

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By Marios Adamos *:

Is there really hope? After the latter can we find a ray of light, in the face of the agony of survival? In a few days, the false world we have lived so far was completely destroyed in front of us. In a few days, we felt like we were losing ground. And that is the reality. The earth was lost under our feet.

The difficult ones follow. The ascent of Golgotha ​​has just appeared in front of us and we have to climb it. But there is hope. It is enough for us all to enlist and stand firm in the heart of the struggle and the offer. It's time to dump her and move on. To measure the humanity of everyone on the scales of solidarity. Thicken the ranks, shake the hand of the neighbor and the helpless, the helpless and the weak. Let the struggle start from within everyone. To tear down our old world that brought us here and to build a new, proud and flawless, dumb and fair, modest and irreconcilable, strict and compassionate, a human world.

Let many of us share the few that we have left. Let no one starve. The messages are encouraging, big and small stories of the last few days prove it. We must stand together to make it to the end. Do not get tired in the middle of the route and give up the fight.

As for the others, the jerks that brought us here, their time is too short. The time of payment and nemesis. We must not take a step back. No retreat and no capitulation with them. Relentless punishment of the murderers of our dreams. Our generation tolerated a lot. That brought us here. Let this not be tolerated. It will be a gravestone in our children's dreams. Let us not fall into the gutter of party and ideological patriotism. Separations do not fit in this circumstance.

If justice does not judge, let the world judge. It is no longer the time to follow the rules and rules of courtesy. Whoever does not take with the good to take with the wild. Let those in charge not hope that we will forget and compromise. Why: "We are one of those birds, which are called night birds. And when that time comes, we step on your belly and cross ". High up the banner of the struggle brothers: "We owe it to those who came, passed, will come, will pass. Judges, our unborn and our dead will judge us ". Above all, however, we owe it to our children.

* Marios Adamou is a journalist, correspondent of ANT1 in the province of Larnaca-Famagusta and Editor-in-Chief of the newspaper "I SOTIRA"