I had to confirm this with Akbar Mohammadi's sister, Nasrin, as I think it clearly demonstrates the callous indifference of the clerics towards human life. When Akbar was just a 12 year old boy, he was taken from his school to the war front with Iraq, without the permission of his parents.
As a 12 year old boy, as far as the clerics cared, Akbar was good enough to be dispensed walking the mine fields. Had he died then, the clerics would have claimed Akbar as one of their war martyrs for their own evil propaganda purposes.
Yet when Akbar reached a mature age and formed his opinion and wanted to express them and take part in the destiny of his country, the clerics sentenced him to long term imprisonment. Tragically however, even locking him up was not tolerable by the hateful mullahs ruling Iran and they decided to murder him in prison. For the ruling clerics, Akbar Mohammadi was yet another dispensable human being, good enough to be blown up at the age of 12 but not worthy of expressing an opinion as a citizen of Iran.
This weblog was created to act as a platform for the voice of secular pro-democracy activists in and outside Iran who are struggling against the religious dictatorship of the Islamic clerics in Iran. Follow me on https://gettr.com/user/potkazar or My Telegram Channel https://t.me/SledgeHammerNews My favourite quote: "Evil only prevails when the good stay silent"
I heard this song on the radio the other day, and thought about Akbar Mohammadi and so many others like him...
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I've been in a cave for forty days
only a spark to light my way
I want to give out, I want to give in
this is our crime this is our sin
but I still believe i still believe
through the pain and through the grief
through the lies and through the storms
throught the cries and through the wars
I still believe
Flat on my back out at sea
I'm hoping these waves don't cover me
I'm turned and tossed upon the waves
when the darkness comes I feel the grave
but i still believe I still believe
through the cold and through the heat
through the rain and through the tears
through the crowds and through the cheers
I still believe
I still believe
I'll march this road I'll climb this hill
upon my knees if I have to
I'll take my place upon this stage
I'll wait till the end of time for you
for people like us in places like this
we need all the hope we can get
I still believe
I still believe
through the shame
and through the grief
through the heartache
and through the tears
through the waiting
and all through the years
what can I say...
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