My Country

My country,

my lovely country,

with people whom I adore,

a place where has the freshest green ever,

Tehran, a place known as one of ten worst city of the world,

is where i live, is where i like it with all its weaknesses and heavy traffics,

this city is morning now, it has silent scream,

it has been always like that the people whom gently kept quiet

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its all silence where things are heavy

when the words are flowing with no connection

i became silent

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this tragedy happened to Iran, and only God knows what is happening behind the scene

Hanieh