The Green, Blue, and Yellow
I see me in a photo,
I am young,
And in love with Islam.
Most of us in Iran,
From north to the south,
East to West, all around,
Except for a handful,
Communists,
Are against the pagans,
Stalin, Soviets of Russia!
We adore-love Lincoln,
And freedom, Jefferson,
Though across the oceans!
We love these prophets,
Their efforts, and justice!
Burns photo in the flame,
Look at me in the mirror,
Laugh at me, my beard,
Are grown, white, grey,
And I feel embarrassed!
Emperors, Mother-child,
In London, Washington,
Have fooled us for too long,
CENTO was a flag on paper,
Called Green, for Islam,
With Muslim defenders,
Turkey, Iran, and Pakistan.
I see us as the mules,
Till arrived Gorbachev.
With the ‘Greens, ' in infights,
NATO is the greyhound,
And pawn of the Pentagon,
They murder, shed blood,
And Ukraine is Victimized!
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