An Ode To a People Who Are Suffering
An Ode to a People Who Are Suffering.
First came the war
Iranians had to fight
Eight years of suffering
Warlords hardly are right.
The war was over
Many souls were lost
No more soldiers, no more bullets
But a terrible economic cost.
Because of sanctions after sanctions
Iran´s sun cannot shine.
Iranians are still suffering
But the politicians are fine.
Suddenly, a deadly virus
Started infecting everyone
Among the Iranians who are dying
Are the poor and the rich one.
The end of this tragedy
Depends on God´s will
Iranians’faith is so strong
That it can move a hill.
Raul Máximo da Silva
Portugal
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