Freedom

I have wings but I’m told not to fly…

I have dreams but I’m told not to fulfill…

I have voice but I’m told not to use…

I pick a brush to paint but they want them to dry

I pick myself to sing but they want me to be dumb

I pick myself to rain dance but they want the clouds to disappear

Let me fly before I forget why I was sent here to the world

                                                           Voice of Iran