Mehradad Nosrati Biography

Walking along a long night in fog
The far owl reciting the death song
Tehran allies begs me to back home
Fogy shadows follow me in loam
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Now you’ve received a black mail
And wish you were safe in the jail
A suitcase full of notes here
And your room full of the fear
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They’re making a supper film
About the world war three
Asked the best star to shine
As people killer for free
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A poem by: Mehrdad Nosrati Mehreshaer

Ours or yours, mind o' my Syrian brother
Politicians can never be our father
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After a puerile toil to gain more of their bike

Now are sharing their limbs cut off and diffuse
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