The Girls of Revolution Street

I stood-up in silent protest

bare headed

letting my white headscarf billow in the breeze.

 

They took me down

and I said nothing.

 

They beat me

I said nothing.

 

They imprisoned me

and I never gave up.

 

I just stood up again

and set myself against religious and political intolerance;

against their black hearts and souls

their undemocratic empires and caliphates

in silence.

 

Their actions to subdue, to crush and to silence

their reactionary treatment of peaceful protest

spoke louder than my words ever could

and reverberated across the globe.

 

I stand silent still

as the Persian winds blow

scented and spiced

bringing change in their wake.

 

I stand in silent vigil

for our past, our present and our future

and for the “Girls of Revolution Street”.