Iran
From my forthcoming book 'Eyes in Times of War'. I cringe (or is it shiver?) every time I hear the word motherland. I’d like
From my forthcoming book 'Eyes in Times of War'. I cringe (or is it shiver?) every time I hear the word motherland. I’d like
It does seem without hope this, this violence that you can never defeat hiding with your children holding on to your feet. Allow me, selfishly
We don't know our potentials Until we set out to explore them Miners dig for precious stones and gold In the most hopeless rocky hills
your music makes me run wild like mustangs in an ancient canyon abandoned to the wind i yearn to run free to hug the winds
I walk through the valley of life, I wonder where am I? What am I doing? Where am I going? I walk through the valley