For Mahsa Amini #MahsaAmini (the young girl murdered awfully by Hijab Police in Tehran)
We are born
and the grapes of our wrath
become denser
Thereafter
the sun that is hidden in the dust of your flith
will shine
and will burn all your evil
At her last blink
Mahsa's eyes were gazed to this bright spot
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem