Mehrdad Mehrju
humanity as it is
in its own skin
without flags without parties
before borders before names
not translated
stands
where a human stands
nothing more nothing less
a flower you tend
each morning
a stranger’s voice is heard
calling
in a mute language
a hand is touched
an animal is fed
kindness
nothing else
¶
it is not a dream
for us
freedom
not a zone
not a slogan
a shared goal
a collective commitment
a held breath
a loving embrace
and the dark midnight
that happens together
freedom was a dream
before
when we open the eyes
a hug
reaching toward light
