Wolf's however

The wind blows from the south, with the smell of sea salt and burnt soil. The night was darker than ever. In the heart of the silent mountains of the port, the sound of howling was drawn; The howl was not hungry from the hungry wolf, but the eyes ambushed.

The wolves had come, from the distant lands, across the seas. They were named after civilization, but their teeth smelled blood. One had a crown, the other with a three -color flag, and one in the hand and the gun in the hand.

On Yalda Night, the smiles of the smiles with a cup in the hand sent a message:
"You're a Yalda Night, Lovely ..."
And the wolves began to stir the fire, to mention.

The assassination of the shadow, the youth fell into the blood, and their laughing sound was turned off. The fire was torn under the ashes. The port remained awake, but the quiet villages sat blood.

They came, not for peace, nor for democracy. They had come for the treasure, to grab the table that the children of the soil had spread with sweat and life.
They wanted to bury Mossadegh's memory, again to put a "self" face on the throne of power, but with alien hands.

Yes, the wolf's however is not off,
Because Iran's rich resources
This land of thousands of stories and a thousand wounds,
Wolves forcing the wolves to come together
Howling.
And in the dark, strangle the children of Iran ...#

Behna mohtarami#e#