Young Writers Society

Lebanon

You stand tall and unrivaled
like the mighty cedars
looking fear in the eye
and never giving up

Music hangs in the air
on a Lebanese night
As you drive throught Beirut
looking at shrines of the Virgin Mary
In front of every building
and crosses painted
on every wall

We all dance
at the beat of the darbukeh
Drinking wine and eating tabouleh
As the sound of Wael Khfoury
plays in the backround
making the women melt

My heart goes out for Lebanon
My dear, sweet Lebanon
that pack small but plays big
Holding beauty like no other

If the world had a heart
It would be Lebanon
where the love never stops
between a people that have the will of lions
who perservere through everything that gets
thrown at them

My country, Lebanon
Although small on the map,
Is big enough in God's eyes
for we don't stop to whine
over life's little problems
because you don't live too long
and the Lebanese make every moment count

I am Lebanese
and damn proud too
because nothing compares to Lebanon
No heart as big as Lebanon
No one can take down Lebanon
because we'd have him tied-up on the ground
before he saw us coming

We are the toirtoise that beat the rabbit,
when they thought we wouldn't catch up
We are the ones who gave you the words
That I write down on paper each day

We are powerful and majestic
unmovable like the mountains
who never bend to the wind
that constantly blows to shake our foundation

Exquisite in grace and poise
We never ask for more than we deserve
Working our fingers to the bone for
every penny that falls into our hands
and never taking

And as the moon dips softly into
the sky on a Lebanese night
I feel the breeze on my cheeks
and my eyes well-up with tears
because I belong to Lebanon

Wehn Labnen?
Ahooweh be albeh.