Chrissa & Chryssa-Larissa, Greece 2014

Organizer: Chrissa Mastorodimou & Chryssa Velissariou
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  1. Chryssa Velissariou says:

    Άφησα όπλο να
    σου γκρεμίσει την ψυχή
    αθώο μου ρόδο!
    Kiss! I let a gun
    destroy your innocent heart
    my kid! Ach,my Rose!
    (c)Chryssa Velissariou2014
    Mohannad Orabi – Syrian Artist
    Untitled, 2013
    Mixed Media on Canvas

  2. vishnu pandya says:

    wonderful effort. I m with you , all the best.


    I am dreaming
    first of all of you
    my great unfulfilled love
    I gave you no treasures
    from which I have in my heart
    from which I had hidden just for you
    In my dreams now
    I give away everything I’ve got
    You take the form of
    every single person on earth
    who needs my caring heart
    I’m dreaming
    I’m a river which brings water
    to thirsty children in Africa
    I’m a miraculous umbrella which protects
    the innocents from the falling bombs in Gaza
    I’m a shelter which could be approached
    by all the hate’s refugees in Iraq or anywhere
    I’m a hug which can embrace
    and take care of all
    the sorrows and the pains of the world
    I’m dreaming
    I’m a mother who can help her children grow
    in a globe of peace
    of affection
    of compassion
    who can chase away any of their fears or phobias
    I’m dreaming that
    I’m a dreamer
    an encourager
    an inspirer
    of smiles
    of joy
    of happiness

    πρώτα απ’ όλα εσένα
    μεγάλη μου ανεκπλήρωτη αγάπη
    Δεν σού’δωσα κανέναν απ’ τους θησαυρούς
    που’χω μες στην καρδιά μου
    που’χω κρυμμένους μόνο για εσένα
    Στα όνειρά μου πλέον
    σου χαρίζω ό,τι έχω και δεν έχω
    Παίρνεις τη μορφή οποιουδήποτε
    ανθρώπου στη Γη
    που χρειάζεται την τρυφερή μου καρδιά
    πως είμαι ποταμός που φέρνει νερό
    στα διψασμένα παιδιά της Αφρικής
    πως είμαι μια θαυματουργή ομπρέλα να προστατεύει
    τους αθώους από τις βόμβες που πέφτουν στη Γάζα
    πως είμαι καταφύγιο να φτάσουν
    όλοι οι πρόσφυγες του μίσους στο Ιράκ ή οπουδήποτε
    πως είμαι μια αγκαλιά που μπορεί να χωρέσει
    και να περιθάλψει όλα τα βάσανα και τους πόνους του κόσμου
    Πως είμαι μια μάνα που ξέρει πώς να βοηθήσει τα παιδιά της να μεγαλώσουν
    σ’έναν κόσμο ειρήνης, τρυφερότητας και συμπόνιας
    που μπορεί να διώξει μακριά όλους τους φόβους και τις φοβίες τους
    Ονειρεύομαι πως
    είμαι ονειροπόλα

    (c) Chryssa Velissariou 2014

  4. Help! Help! Yazidi’s
    girls raped on Iraq’s mountains
    in a God’s name! Shame!

    Father saw and said
    Attila’s troups did the same
    to Cypriot buds then

    I love my Turkish
    friends Well, no Gods ever wish
    cruelty above conscience………………………(c)ChryssaVelissariou2014

  5. Let’s hope one day our
    conscience turns our cells from ape’s
    into real human’s………………………………..ChrV

  6. Masters of War – Bob Dylan
    Come you masters of war
    You that build the big guns
    You that build the death planes
    You that build all the bombs
    You that hide behind walls
    You that hide behind desks
    I just want you to know
    I can see through your masks
    You that never done nothin’
    But build to destroy
    You play with my world
    Like it’s your little toy
    You put a gun in my hand
    And you hide from my eyes
    And you turn and run farther
    When the fast bullets fly
    Well like a Judas of old
    You lie and deceive
    A world war can be won
    You want me to believe
    But I see through your eyes
    And I see through your brain
    Like I see through the water
    That runs down my drain
    You fasten all the triggers
    For the others to fire
    And then you sit back and watch
    When the death count gets higher
    And you hide in your mansion
    All the young people’s blood
    Flows out of their bodies
    And is buried in the mud
    You’ve thrown the worst fear
    That can ever be hurled
    Fear to bring children
    Into the world
    Oh for threatening my baby
    Unborn and unnamed
    You ain’t worth the blood
    That runs in your veins
    How much do I know?
    Oh to talk out of turn
    You might say that I’m young
    You might say I’m unlearned
    But there’s a one thing I know
    Though I’m younger than you
    That even Jesus would never
    Forgive what you do
    Well let me ask you one question
    Is your money that good?
    Oh will it buy you forgiveness
    Do you think that it could?
    I think you will find
    When your death takes its toll
    All the money you made
    Will never buy back your soul
    And I hope that you die
    And your death will come soon
    I’ll follow your casket
    By the pale afternoon
    And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
    Down to your deathbed
    And I’ll stand over your grave
    Till I’m sure that you’re dead

    Όλα τα νέα δέντρα με το παλιό τσεκούρι
    Τα ξεριζώνετε
    Και τα γέρικα δέντρα με τις γέρικες ρίζες
    Με τις γέρικες μασέλες τους
    Τα προστατεύετε
    Κρεμάτε και ταμπέλα
    Δέντρα του Καλού και του Κακού
    Δέντρα της Νίκης
    Δέντρα της Ελευθερίας
    Και το δάσος έρημο βρομάει ξύλο παλιό και ρημαγμένο
    Και φεύγουν τα πουλιά
    Κι εσείς μένετε εκεί και τραγουδάτε
    Μένετε εκεί
    Μες στα τραγούδια και τις παρελάσεις σας.
    Ζακ Πρεβέρ

  8. finding-peace-amongst-chaos-jessica-joy

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