Passing Through

From the very beginning, the pursuit of peace, all but inevitable
Hampered by armies of demons, clothed in selfishness, and yes, terror

These demons, no fallen heavenly angels, but humans of dirt and earth
The very embodiment of evil, yet, looking just you and I

Come my brother, the very existence of this terror
All inhumane, completely obvious, for all the world to see

The casualties of the struggle, our very own brothers, and sisters, in the streets of our land
Awash in blood, beaten by the stick, bleeding in pain, is this justice

As I sit down, the very inhumanity of it all, affecting me deeply
My very righteous indignation, total fury, rising within me, engulfing me in soul and spirit

My conscience, overwhelmed, with the feeling of vengeance
Yet, the very Spirit Of God within me, reminding me, vengeance is indeed the Lord’s

As I struggle, besides myself, not knowing what to do
Visions of the great Spirits, the Gandhis, and the Martin Luther Kings, projecting furiously through my mind

Listen my brother, it is easy for us, to be like them
To be savages, with no mercy, yes my brother, it is easy for us, to be like them

The Iran that we want, is indeed a better Iran, remember that
Not the same Iran, no my sister, but indeed a better Iran, remember that

An Iran of compassion, and of brotherhood, and yes, of sisterhood
Yes my friend, an Iran of selflessness, kindness, and courage, we want a better Iran, remember that

Come my sister, we want an Iran, where all your rights are protected
Not this bit, or that, but indeed All Your Rights, yes my sister, we want a better Iran, remember that

We should remember, the great ancient civilization, of our days past
Not shy away from it, but embrace it, and be inspired by it, yes my compatriots, we want a better Iran, remember that

I am an Iranian, full-blooded, with overwhelming passion for our Beloved Land
The very soul of our Iran, nestled within me, nurturing me, and reminding me, of its great potential, we want a better Iran, remember that

Make no mistake, justice should be meted out, to all agents of terror
Yet my friends, it is better to give mercy, than to receive one, be just, and slow to anger, we want a better Iran, remember that

My very spirit of vengeance, desires total annihilation, of these culprit bastards
Yet my brother, I have to defer to my higher being, and show more mercy, even to the oppressors, we want a better Iran, remember that

Remember, the very greatness of our Beloved Iran, will be on how we move forward 
With more blood on our hands, or with more compassion and mercy, that’s the key question, we want a better Iran, remember that