Life,

Life is there
Inside our mother's wombs
A part of an other's life

We could see nothing
No light, no sky, no earth
Not even our carrier
It was the world we new.

At birth we cry, we are afraid
To leave our world
We do not want to go out.

I am dying, if I leave my mother.
And then we are out
We open our eyes, and
We see the blue sky,
Land, and everything that
life has to offer

Free as a bird
Free as a human
We are, or not....!

How we grow and how we live,
What we do with life on earth,
and others, is the reason.

And then once again,
time to go out of this world.
Another birth, we call it "Death"
Another birth to another world,
and another life, for ever alive.
The life we haven't seen yet....

Do not be afraid of living!
No matter where you are!

Farhad
Feb, 2007

To See The Flower Field,

A bright morning,
After a dark night.

The wildflower field,
Other side of the wall.

When silence is a loud voice,
And the voice is strangled.

We are waiting and,
Time is the waiter.

We are waiting for the spring,
In the end of the summer.

When patience is the only solution,
We are so impatient.

Now, is a moment in the past,
And now, is another moment.

We rise and we move,
To see the flower field.

The wall is broken, look!
Rise and move,
To see the flower field.

Farhad
Feb, 2007

It Is Time For Change,

Do you want change?
Do you want freedom?
Old questions!

But,
How can we change?
Change to what?
And when?
Is there any chance to get what we want?
What would be the consequences? ................


Although I have been living outside of Iran for last 17 years, but I am never happy nor feel free. For people in Iran are not free.

Yes, we all know what is the problem and yes, we know who to blame. We know there are
many different oppositions who wish to be the next and they are fighting for it. Not fighting for people, fighting for power.

Let them know as "Iranian Nation" that we are tired of them all.
Let them know you don't let anyone to push you around any more nor nailing you to the past.
Or tell you how to believe, how to think, how to live, or how to do anything................!

We need changes for new and better IRAN. Not only change in the Government and the system, but the change in ourselves as well.
One without other, we will be in the same situation as we are now.


70 Million Iranian ruled by %10 of non Iranian

What is their power? ................
What is our weakness? ................

What they are afraid of? ................
And
Why, we are where we are and they are where they are? ................

Hey You!

Are you there?
Are you awake?
Are you with me?
Are you with you?

Can you hear me, can you hear yourself?
Can you say anything?

Do you see me?
I am up here hanging! I don't know why?
Do you know me? Do you care?

Can you see me?
Can you see the rope? It is around my neck, I don't know why?
Can you see them? Their faces are covered, I don't know why?
I don't know much, I am just eighteen!

Do you know them, do you know me, do you know yourself, do you know God?
You have to know and believe!
Believe in yourselves, believe in Light, believe in Love believe in God!

You have to be as one
You and love! you and God! Be as a lovers. The love, above any others.
Love yourself, love each other, love your life!

Sky was blue. Water was clear.
The land was there. You were there. I was there.
We were alive!

Go home now, the show is over, I am off the stage.
I am long gone, Now it is up to you.
The last thing I saw, was you. Standing there watching the show. Looking at me,
Like some ghosts. I thought you are dead!

Now, go. The show is over. I am long gone.
Steps are waiting for you. Take them!
They will take you to "The Journey of Freedom"!
Enjoy the journey, and get there. Home!
God is there!
Do you see the destination?
It's in your heart!
It's your home.


For Those Who Lost Their Lives For Us.

Farhad Nabipour
December 2005

Executioners

What can I tell you?
Shame on you.

You do not hear me.
You cannot see me.

But, there is no other way.
Silence is not for me.

So, I have to tell you.
This life is not for you.

You are not a man.
Far from any human.

You don't have a mind.
You are one of a kind .

You have no heart.
You don't think smart.

You have your uniform on.
You have your boots on.

You have learned to kick.
Your mind is very sick.

You know how to force.
You give us no choice.

When you get your orders, to protect the borders.
You beat a girl with the flag on her shoulders.

You are alive, maybe.
She cannot have a baby.

Who kicked you in life?
Who gave you that knife?

Who are you out to impress?
No wonder people are so depressed.

You push, you punch, you kick, you kill.
Who made you this ill?

You carry your gun.
Look up at the sun.

It's time for you to pray.
But God is not there today.




Farhad
April 2006