To Mahmoud Asgari and Ayaz Marhoni

I was looking towards East

The Heavens bursting in flames.

I bent my head to your lips

As if all my pride was gone.

I saw angels winged of black

Being hanged for their innocence.

We could have been one of them

And it makes me want to bleed.

I heard mermaids off the coast

Singing their grief to the Sea.

I clenched my fists in the dark

But by then, my time was up.

At Dusk we'll fade away

Like clouds of crimson dust.

The night will coil us up

Melting slowly to ash.

At Dawn we'll lay awake

Amid the soundless waves

I've known your lands too well

To be frightened by death.

I saw corpses on the stones

And white lions crawling in chains.

How could this have been your will

If it makes me want to weep?

When the sandglass is reversed

Slipping from your wounded hands

I will reach out to the sun

To swallow your painful scent.

I was looking towards West

Soldiers marching on my grave

Your fingers caressed my chest

As if all my fears were gone.