No Arab Spring
Give life to the scene
of the cold paper; Internet
of news.
Protagonist, male
middle-aged.
Location:
city hall
Tehran, Iran.
Plot and action
He lifts the
jerry can of fuel
strikes the match.
And…
saved to
continue the hellish
imposed life
he escaped from.
By the wearers of cloak
of God
the brutal gunners
executioners
murderers
mullahs.
And…
No Arab Spring…
Not whatsoever.
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