Shamloo
His words were always the mirror to see him in
now, broken and wrinkled …
I find the mirror shattered
shrapnel has made a sea
I am drowned…
Shamloo fingered the sky
he milled the earth as a poet
but now the dead is alive
on YouTube; too old and…
I want him alive and powerful
as he always was under dictatorship
(A firm freedom fighter; regardless of the ruler!)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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