Today I faced a monster | Iran News Now
Today I faced a monster
Who bared his sharp teeth and claws at me
Who ripped the flesh of my brother
And drained the blood of my sister in the street
I faced his loud roar
A putrid stench of hatred drenched me
My eyes burned tears of blood
My skin crackled and blistered
I faced his blank gaze of a thousand malevolent eyes
As he tried to pierce his way into my soul
I felt fear I had never known envelope me
A cold the depth of which can only exist in the darkest farthest reaches space and time
Where consciousness absolves into blissful oblivion
The abyss beckoned me
“You do not have to face this monster”
“Submit to him and I will keep you safe”
“Submit to him and I will free you”
A sudden flash of light renders me momentarily blind
A thunderous boom jars and dislocates my bones
My vision returns
And I return to my body to find that I have taken my eyes away from the monster
He has unraveled his pronged tongue and wrapped it around me
It was his voice that had beckoned me
Lulled me to sleep
I AM THE SCION OF KUROSH! LION-HEARTED DAUGHTER OF IRAN!
With the fingers of my bare hands I tear his tongue off of my body
I lift my eyes to look back into the thousand blank holes before me
I realize that the fear that enveloped me was not mine but the monster’s
It is HE who is afraid
It is HE who is weak
I have allowed myself to be shackled by you
I have allowed you to consume my children
Through my fear of you I empowered you
I look down next to my shoe
Where the little monster with sharp teeth and claws and thousand blank eyes
Tries to bite my toe.
I bend down and flick this insect out the window.
Today I faced a monster
That monster was
My own fear
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World Wide Window
Azadi Monument, Tehran, IRAN
World Wide Window
One day I discovered I could see Iran through my window
An awesome sight, throngs of people
old and determined, young and defiant
So many, they dwarfed the capital’s grand monuments
Filling the streets, the squares, the parks
Jewel bright flashes of green everywhere
I had never really looked at Iran before
Now I found it mesmerising: I couldn’t look away
The scenes changed, peaceful green scorched by fiery orange,
stained with bloody red. Surrounded by dark shadows
Strong, noble green prevailed
Day by day it became the colour of Iran
Around the world, people were drawn to the window
Day after day we watched
We wrote tiny messages of support
Maybe they would realise they were not alone
We bore witness. We watched and waited
Life away from the window began to lose its colour
I sat in my grey world and stared at Iran,
hungry for any glimpse of green
Time goes by, still we watch and wait
Infinite confetti of hope and friendship, sympathy and love
rains onto Iran from a million windows
