I Will No Longer Fix My Eyes on the Horizon of Wishes
Translated from the original Persian post. Images, if present, are from that post or thread.
And I will no longer fix my eyes on the horizon of wishes…
My hand will no longer turn prayer beads in hopes of a cure…
I will no longer keep silent when I am humiliated in the name of modesty…
I will no longer be thrilled just to breathe without permission, at the price of a visa stamped with farewell…
Life cannot be without cries for justice, but I will no longer bow my head and forget my own demand for it…
I will no longer have to seek refuge beneath the Caspian Sea to dance in the rain…
No, don’t misunderstand me… I have not lost my life…
I am alive, but I have shed the chains of fear…
I have found the road to freedom…
Now I know…
Long live Iran.
Long live the Shah.