Lyricism is in my ancestral origin
The ancient civilization of the Persian
Cyrus (C- Roose) the great, as you know him by Cyrus (Ci-rus)
wrote the first religious documentation of toleration
I make serious rhymes in concentration
still living in the imperial times of conquesting nations
to fill the will of past generations
A gyrating shaman walks in
admired by the children
for reciting rhetoric of benevolent elevation
He showed my brother to discover on his own
the Sufi anthem,
Crying messages of grief to the streets of martyrdom
selflessness in one of the oldest customs
I bet you have never met a Persian Poet
Yet its time to inspect the Palace of Rhymes
Letter writers get no better than these vocal lines
authors are creators, bother to write some chapters
Lovers of the here and after
bathed in the tears of your joy and laughter
Unraveling a wrapper for the food inside
an attitude of the poor to stay alive
like the ability to afford staying inside
For years there was knocking on the door of the Beloved
only to find in due time that knocking was coming from inside
