Dear Homs ..

.. we have never met personally. I know you only from pictures. But I can feel your pain. The aggressor has caused you deep wounds, his tanks are occupying your streets and your places, his thugs are raiding the houses of your inhabitants, permanently on the search for some civilians they can randomly threaten, detain, hurt, torture or even murder.

Your hospitals, former places where the ill and wounded were treated, are no longer safe places. Security forces have stormed your wards looking for dissidents and protesters. On your roofs snipers are waiting to shoot on everyone looking to them suspicious. Your mosquees are every Friday besieged, before and after the prayers army and shabiha are spreading waves of senseless terror to intimidate the people.

Some of your districts like Baba Amr or Bab Sbaa are looking like war zones, with houses nearly destroyed or full of bullet holes. The sound of gunfire and explosions is often to be heard, too often, sometimes for hours, day and night.

But even despite the regime refuses to deliver you food, milk and water in the necessary amount your citizens still surprise us with their resistance against a rulership which has lost the political and moral legitimacy to rule the country any longer. Your epic courageous protesters show the world since months the real meaning of will power, resiliance, faith, creativity.

Your inhabitants are known for their humor, meanwhile far beyond the borders of your country. And they haven't lost the sense for it, despite the atrocities Bashar al-Assad's tyranny is committing to you.

Many of your sisters like Hama or Daraa or Deir are suffering in a similar way like you. But you are the leading role model for them all, representing everything the regime lacks and that is one of the reasons why they hate you so much. They can't bear their own insufficiency and as sad as it is you have to pay for that.

No, we haven't met yet personally but I'm very close to you, seeing you bleeding, feeling your pain, praying for your martyrs and hoping the attacks on you will find an end as soon as possible. Every day I'm praying for you that you will stay strong having the power to resist and not to give up.

And when the nightmare is over and you wake up you'll find many helping hands who care for your wounds and help your inhabitants to rebuild what Assad's terror forces have destroyed. Than, I promise you, many freedom lovers like me from the whole world will visit you to meet your heroic people and to celebrate with you the victory over tyranny ..

.. yours, in expectation to get to know you walking through your streets ..