POETIC REVIVAL

          My city,  You have filled my heart with longing for the future,   and tears of sadness in my eyes.  Goodbye my city,  Goodbye earthen walls,  In  you I found the joys of belonging.  I still remember the damp smell of your alleys and  And the sound of the black crows.  The shadows of your twilights have fallen on my future,  And your sunrises are in my heart.  Goodbye my city,  Goodbye my childhood. Armineh Amirian Zohrabian 1972 Arak, Iran.

    My Wish For Christmas I don’t want anything for myself this Christmas I’ve got everything I need. What I really want,  Is an end to all wars in the world, All weapons destroyed, All prisoners of wars freed. I want no human trafficking or slavery anywhere. For all children to be fed and in school. No sweat shops to exist. No dictators, no tyrants and no kings. For corporations to be ethical  Polluters to stop the destruction of our planet. I want blue skies  Clear oceans, lakes and rivers Green forests and jungles Fruit trees and shrubs heavy with bounty Golden wheat fields swaying with the breeze. I want peace, peace, peace forever. My wish is for a Christmas miracle.