Freedom day

Things are happening down here! An intense and agitated afternoon where rumours of pillage and attacks spread all over the place (As I promised I will write an article that showcases police role in this violence) Then it ended with Ben Ali’s speech:

Which at some point (5mn58) looked like this:


Ben Ali
Speech of Ben Ali

Very promising! huh?

The deaths and violence did not stop yesterday, and we saw, once again, the government’s propaganda machine at works: TV7.

We are not sure how things are going to be today.

But we are all determined. We will be free!


Freedom day

Agony of despair

I am drowning in an ocean of agony. An overwhelming discomfort fills my space, the pendulum loses its beats, and the room becomes obscure.

I fight, but the pain invades my thoughts, ties my dreams, runs in my veins, and fills my senses with despair. I escape to the streets. But I find it everywhere; it filled the wind, grew on the trees, and expelled the geese.

I see it in people’s look, as if they just heard the news. I quickly run back to my room, before the curfew starts. I shelter under my blanket to keep the sound of the marching army away.

Peaceful thoughts start to spring, I start to feel relief. But as soon as I uncover my head, I find it standing there by my door, waiting for me. It suffocates me, yet it doesn’t kill me.

I just want to be free!

Agony of despair