PoetryLiterary Corner
When the Euphrates Ran Red
In a land south of the Black Sea,
we lived together in peace
for over a thousand years.
Then darkness engulfed us,
and life became a ghastly nightmare.
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A very powerful poem with images we all know. But yes the poet is correct – we are still here and thriving!
I can hear the echos of my Grand Parents describing their memories and nightmares of their experiences. They survived, but they were forever changed. Passed down to their children and grandchildren was a love of their heritage and their faith. Armenia will survive in their hearts if they cannot survive in the land stolen by Turkey and time.
What a great tragedy still echos in our minds and souls, the great Genocide of my ancestors, our ancestors.
We still have this hope that one day justice will take its course in this unfair world.
We still remember never forget.
May they Rest In Peace.
It breaks my heart that this still goes on. The problem with Armenia is that it is a Christian Nation surrounded by Muslims who are misinformed and full of false hatred for people who heard the call of Christ first.
We will say prayer for Armenia, we will say a prayer for peace, we will say a prayer for Muslims to read the Koran and see first hand that Jesus was highly exalted in islam. But why hold arms against people who are highly exalted, people who love God as Much as Life. Lets celebrate life and not war.
Peace on earth