Carb

In the name of a plan of murder
Fell into the streets

Someone whose city is the firefighter
Hunted between blood and wind

The one whose name came from 'Taha'
But his lips were closed.

What was his city called? Karb Taha
But

In that land
Dagger

Neither the way left nor someone with him
Except his own shadow, to work

Neither the alley nor the helper
Failure, but with pride and dignity

Hesitant
That poured on dirt like flowers,

And that the cultivation came in the name of justice
But the lie made the law hot

Where is Taha? His voice off
Where is the light? Between this arms

And the city stayed, with its shameful crown
In the name of ugly: Taha hunters ...

#behnammohtarami#