The Old Curtain Poem by Baharak Barzin

There is a shadow trying to drop down the old curtain
But has anyone get bored from the show?
Yet there are stories untold and tears unshed
I can hear prayers from above
I can see dim lights in the far
I can hear the thunder coming closer
But I can see the rainbow too
Let them come, let them die
Let them come, let them shine
Tears won't take you
But the desperate heart
It will take you and thine world around you