The Children are crying

Published June 18, 2009 by ladyserenity92

The Children are crying.

They cry for freedom from the oppressions of their government.

They cry out to be heard.

They cry to have a voice.

‘You silly, children.’ the government mocks, ‘you don’t have a voice. What can you do?’

Out of my classroom window, I see my friends.

Some are arrested; other are sent to prison in handcuffs.

While others die on the ground.

I see my girlfriend with the boy she loved dead on the ground.

The streets are red; and so is the schoolyard.

The brave children put up a fight to be heard in an oppressed government.

Many are incarcerated and many die for a fight for freedom.

The Children are crying. But are we listening?


Author’s note.

This is a haunting poem about defiance, the fight for freedom and the cost of the fight. In the 1960’s and 1970’s there was a power struggle between the youth and government. They was a shocking image that I saw of a nameless girl crying for a dead boy on the ground. It was a tragic photograph that shocked the world. Now in 2009,(30 years after the fight for freedom in Iran), the children are in the street once more. Fighting, defining and dying for a voice of freedom. I may be young, but I know that good wins over evil if their is a fight for it. This poem is dedicated to the youth of Iran. We hear you, don’t give up.

Stayed Tuned!

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