Someone is on the edge of glory <br />To announce the prostituted world <br />And someone is in the middle-east <br />To pretend that there is a god. <br /> <br />Let me be free <br />Give me back my freedom <br />To write something <br />While nobody minds. <br /> <br />I don’t adore you <br />Since you pushed the darkness inside my room <br />I don’t converse anymore <br />Since you converted the magnet-school to the sanctum.<br /><br />Mohammad Reza Dousti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/freedom-writer/
