I cry for ...
I cry for the holy city of Tabriz,The fabled home of the Garden of Eden I cry for the breathless city of Orumieh,Birthplace of Adam and Eve Home of Zarathustra, who gifted usGood words, Good thought, Good deeds. I cry for the inspiring land of Shiraz, Resting home of Cyrus the Great,Home of Hafez, Saddi and Persepolis I cry for the land of King Cyrus,Creator of justice for our civilization, Founder of the first declaration of human rights. I cry for land of the lion, land of the sun, Birthplace of civilization, farming and postal I cry for Esphahan, known as paradiseEyes may not believe what they see, But the heart does. I cry for the land of spirituality, land of colorless,The ageless land of Rumi, Omar Khayyam I cry for the land of poetry, science and love,Ferdosi, Ebne Senna and Zakaria Razy Few to call. I cry for Persia now called Iran,Invaded, plundered, raped and burned, By bandits, barbarians and evildoersBut people's spirits always stand free and tall. I cry for America's Howard Baskerville, Son of Iranian freedom, as called by SardarI am no longer me, I am Persia As Howard's final words were. I cry for peace, I cry for love,Between Christian, Muslim, Jew, Hindus Zoroastrian, Buddhist and all menAs the Christ and all other holly messengers wished for all. Because,We are all colorless as God looks up on usWe are all a passengerCame from earth, breathe the same airGoing through uncertain life And thenWill return back into the earth.And become oneRegardless if we wish or not,The choice is not oursThe final word is always goodbye. - Ata Servati