One short seven line poem circulating on the Internet explicitly linked Neda's death to other symbols of the Iranian protest movement ~ and I've taken the liberty to complete the poem :
" Stay, Neda ~
Look at this city
At the shaken foundations of palaces,
The height of Tehran’s maple trees,
They call us "dust," and if so
Let us sully the air for the oppressor
Don’t go, Neda "
Let the world witness this horrible crime
through the lens of the World Wide Web,
Stay, Neda ~
Look at this country,
At the chafing limitations of a tottering
Theocracy.
Let the the dust of a million women's voices
choke the air
demanding freedom.
Don't go, Neda
Your name means Voice in Persian,
Now many call you
the voice of Iran.
Stay, Neda ~
There was no weapon in your soft hands
or a grenade in your pocket
You wanted only freedom,
freedom for everyone.
Don't go, Neda
Your underground singing lessons
are over.
You are now the voice of an Iran
struggling for freedom
and it's being heard throughout
the world.
Let go, Neda ~
you will not be forgotten.
Allen L Roland http://blogs.salon.com/0002255/2009/06/24.html
