Monster's Last Bout

04/11/2010 05:12 am ET | Updated May 25, 2011

With the Feb. 11th anniversary of the 1979 Revolution looming, the Islamic Republic, faced with an unprecedented scale of opposition, seems like a bleeding monster, leading many to think it is facing certain demise. I wrote the poem below on the occasion of the 22bahman/11th Feb. demonstrations against the regime.

Blood dripping from
Gaping mouth:
Wounded monster
Musters one last bout.

Slippery fingers, crooked hands
Grasp brittle branches
Of a dead tree's
Timorous stance.

Flared nostrils
Inhale augur of demise;
Exhale vain fury
At fictional crimes.

Reddened eyes
Bulge at the sight
Of timid victims'
Unfathomable might.

Trampled seedling
Turn into moving forest,
Like Birnam coming to Dunsinane,
Boding the fiend's
Bloody conclusion.