With that here is a poem I have written in Neda's memory.
Poem for Neda
She came upon the town square
Joining thousands already there
Who wanted the world to see
An Islamic Republic that is not free
Amongst the Persian pipers
Were cowardly rooftop snipers
One blasted a hole in Neda’s heart
Hoping to tear a movement apart
As life poured out of her face
She stirred silence out of its place
Now there is no room for misconstruing
The world knows what this regime is doing
Sadly, the White House does not want their removal
In fact, the Coward-in-Chief seeks their approval
In the pursuit of narrow political need
Engagement with evil must proceed
It is absolutely appalling
You won’t answer Neda’s calling
At least be prepared to tell us how
You think Iran’s time is not now
Because every time you say it isn’t for us to meddle
The burgeoning flower of freedom loses another petal
She came upon the town square
Joining thousands already there
Who wanted the world to see
An Islamic Republic that is not free
Amongst the Persian pipers
Were cowardly rooftop snipers
One blasted a hole in Neda’s heart
Hoping to tear a movement apart
As life poured out of her face
She stirred silence out of its place
Now there is no room for misconstruing
The world knows what this regime is doing
Sadly, the White House does not want their removal
In fact, the Coward-in-Chief seeks their approval
In the pursuit of narrow political need
Engagement with evil must proceed
It is absolutely appalling
You won’t answer Neda’s calling
At least be prepared to tell us how
You think Iran’s time is not now
Because every time you say it isn’t for us to meddle
The burgeoning flower of freedom loses another petal
1 comment:
For Neda.
The sun shines.
still blue sky.
birds sing
swoop and dive.
A shot rings out.
empty sky.
red stained ground.
yet the sun still shines.
RIP
Neda Agha Soltani - a beautiful, talented, gentle soul. She loved poetry.
This is my attempt to honour her as a much missed human being.
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