Nedā

Nedā
You died in protest in Iran. Āghā-Soltān age 26. Your death caught on camera. In the wrong place at the wrong time. Sent around the world. Condemning the Iranian government led by the mad man Ahmadinejabd. Your fellow country people said they were called your name. We are Nedā. Your death was one of the most witnessed in history due to television and the internet. Human Rights Watch said: "She a philosophy student who was a bystander to the protests when she was shot in the chest on Kargar Street. At the time of the shooting, Āghā-Soltān was not actively protesting, according to her relatives and eyewitnesses. She had been traveling in a private car stuck in traffic several kilometers from the main protests at Azadi Square, and had just stepped out of the car. Numerous witnesses have stated that there were no active clashes between protesters and security forces in the area where she was shot." Your years of study over, stolen by an assassin's bullet. Unable to live your life, follow your dreams and contribute to life. But in death, you Nedā, won't be forgotten. You stand for freedom, life and against tyranny. Music was your love, you never did play your new piano. Stolen by that evil bullet allegedly fired by Abbās Kārgar Jāvid, member of the Basij militia. Symbolizing the people versus the government in the disputed election. Government authorities denied you a proper funeral and a ban on collective prayers after your murder, threatening your family if they mourned you. Evil actions by an evil government, like Hitler or Stalin's evil way. Nothing but brutality. Others died too. Grand Ayatollah Hossein-Ali Montazeri fiercely opposed Ahmadinejabd and called for three days of mourning. You Nedā are the opposite of that. A single candle in the darkness, a positive point of hope for your people. Uniting them by your death in the breath of free freedom. It's not here yet but it will, waiting in the wings. Even in death the authorities hounded you by desecrating your grave and shooting at your portrait. Never mind the slander and lies. They can't ever kill what you stand for. No matter how hard they try dear Nedā.