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'The Nightingale's Melody'
by Ryan Christiano
See me shackled in Hell
Alone in this God forsaken cell
Where shadows fell
Secrets I never tell
Each night I cry
Wishing I would die
Hearing the screams
That awaken me from my dreams
Of better times
When the nightingale sang
And From the prairies of Persia
Red tulips sprang
My hands are bound
The ropes slash my wrists
I dare not make a sound
My body is raised into the air
Left to dangle and twist
The guard raises a fist
My skin crackles like fire
As bolts of electricity surge through me
Until blackness is all I see
The smell of burnt flesh
Assaults my senses
Oh nightingale sing to me
Set my spirit free
As it was meant to be
I am the white rose whose thorn
Drew the nightingale's blood
Staining me red
Oh how our people have bled
Innocence forever dead
My arms and legs are pulled until they crack
How shall hope come back
I am naked now
Body spirit and soul laid bare
Does anyone even care
Tell me God how is this fair
Ice cold water washes over me
I am the damned that yielded
To the rushing and roaring sea
Evil smiles up at me
And reaps what he sows
As he holds the thundering hose
Land of lotus bloom this night
Emerge from darkness into light
Neda's eyes still see
What life could be
Nightingale be free
Destiny's eternal plea
Enter the Valley of Quest
And find your rest
Dwelling in the Valley of Love
Upon a darkened night
I behold the most magnificent sight
In the heavens far beyond my hell
The stars shimmer in the soiled window of my cell
Their celestial luminescence caresses this land
Dispelling the shadows of sorrow
And igniting the promise of a better tomorrow
-'The Nightingale's Melody' by Ryan Christiano
They cannot steal your soul
It was never theirs to have
For Mahvash Sabet and Fariba Kamalabad, For all members of the Baha'i Faith in Iran, For Saeed Malekpour, For Sakineh, For Hossein Kazemeyni Boroujerdi, For Nasrin Sotoudeh, For Javid Houtan Kian, For Mohsen Dokmechi, For Kenneth Bae, For Nadezhda, For Maria, For the shackled Syrians, For the oppressed Saudi Arabians, For the enslaved people of North Korea, for and to all those who suffer in the silent shadows of our world.
Ryan Christiano. Copyright 2013. All Rights Reserved.
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