Liberty unleashes its anger, everywhere against the
blunders of theocratic minds.
They no longer offer you repentance for your
blasphemy. Their desperate accent no longer dominates here,
surprised by the bursts of your imprudent nerves, shaping this great drama.
Burning questions rush to my lips:
How did you make them shudder?
How will this giant effort end?
For all the melodies they’ve offered,
Only the sound of revolt and bold rhymes.
Copyright © kaveh afrasiabi | Year Posted 2022
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