Was she murdered for baring her hair
Or daring four decades’ diktats
Of moribund men whose faith is only fear
Who treat womankind like dead doormats!
From 1979 this all began
When the Shah ran away, clerics played politics
“Every woman is a property of her man”
Women learnt to live on a crucifix!
“Control them lest they commit sins
Beat them, Stone them for discipline
Before wedding, if they ain’t virgins
They deserve no more than a cold coffin”
Who says she’s dead, do martyrs, ever die
Mahsa became revolution’s flame
To end at last Ayatollahs’ holy lie
The Dreadful Game In The Name Of Shame!
© 2023 Vikas Chandra