Tunnel Poem by Kianush Maleki

A man with no hands
A girl with darkness in eyes
So dark like a tunnel with no light
When all corpses share the same wish
I raise up, pick up a flower
Darkness kills its color though
Then tear wash my eyes
And blood my heart
Silence talks back my own words
No news from sunrise
No weakness can be seen through
No power dares to raise though
Madness is a weapon in tunnel’s hand
Knowledge is a mirage ahead
Suicide as a bridge from darkness to freedom
But my country needs no more corpses
My country needs men with weapon of hope
My country needs men with wit and fist