Rain of bombs,
The blasts,
Billows of smoke
On the skyline of Tehran.

Blood oozed
From all corners of Tehran,
Tears cascaded,
The tears of Tehran.

The ego trip,
The chest beating,
The empty victory,
The unnecessary victory dance,
The celebration of nothing.

Reason beckons,
The round table is ready,
Laid out
By proponents of peace,
Peace is the ultimate victory.

As the ego trip continues,
As the chest beating goes on,
The unnecessary victory dance continues
And the celebration of nothing continues,
Humanity
Loses all that makes it humanity.