The Little Planet Daily

Watching the waves of words go by
   I can't tell if you fell in the street like Neda
Or made it to the alley and a neighbor took you in.
    I can't tell if the Basij caught you
And took you to a basement and beat you bloody.

Still I watch the sea waves of your words.
  Some form fierce alliances, marching like cannon fire.
Others say you want a better life for your daughter.
   I fear someone has marked your doorway
    And will come in the night
And your jagged screams will be your monument.

In the time of stars and goodbyes and leaving
  I will still watch for you and remember your words.
In the time of grieving and covering of heads
  I will watch for you.
In the stars I will watch for you.
   I will know you by the tracks of words.