Ye are the Silent
( For the Bahais who are in prison in Iran, and those who are brave enough in Iran and suffer silently) Ye Are the Silent Ye are the silent Stone, immovable Like pharaohs, Looking across the bay. Your actions stoic Your smiles raised Ye are the silent. IN whispers, Excited, You hear of us, Of the victories in lands you have never seen Ye are the silent Those whispers, they give you strength As the whips are crisscrossed on your back And the violent stares and accusations You , who meet in secret You, who talk in hushed tones You who refuse to give up Take me, But you can never take my heart Because it never belonged to me Ye are the silent We do not know your names We do not hear your stories Or call in victory your name But we see your flowers in conferences And the call you cry in the darkness of the night Ye who believe Who taught constance And patience Over generations Ye are the silent You arise from the ashes And spread forth May your sacfirifce ignite the world May we calm your ...