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Lynchage en Iran

Balatarin

Une ombre se penche sur la serrure
Une clé tourne les goupilles vers l’ouverture
La porte s’ouvre, le prisonnier attend son bourreau
Il est son tour qu’il soit pendu.

Son corps fatigué par la torture qui le voûte
Devra accepter la mort comme meilleure vertu
En cachant ses frayeurs au bord du gouffre
Il fait son adieu à son codétenu qui souffre.

A ce beau matin, il voit la vie fuir
L’aurore sous les paupières pâlir
La nuque va se tordre sous la corde de lynchage
Le voilà un des milliers du régime de carnage.

Balatarin

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JahanshahRashidian3

Jahanshah Rashidian

IC is read all over the world. It is not the first time that I put French / German post. These languages have sufficient readers on IC.

JahanshahRashidian3

Jahanshah Rashidian

IC is read all over the world. It is not the first time that I put French / German post from these languages have sufficient reader on IC.

Tehran4Iran

Tehran4Iran

I'm not familiar with the language , would Mr. Rashidian, or ashianeh translate this poem for us.

Thanks!

Ashianeh

Ashianeh Raise your words, not your voice It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder. Rumi

A heart breaking poem depicting what goes on in the mind of a prisoner in his cell before being taken away for execution. Every word conveys despair and pain...

JahanshahRashidian3

Jahanshah Rashidian

Thank you dear Ashianeh for your description though such sad scenario is nowadays beyond description.

Mustosheer

Mustosheer

Is this Iranian.com or Ghazvenian.com? Farsi or English please Mr. Jananshah .