Like rain our friends have fallen,
like the sun they will continue to shine,
like wind their spirits surround us, this is the time.

Like thunder we warn,
like lightning we strike,
Like fire we burn, the end is in sight.

We are a mother’s strength,
We are a child’s will,
We are a family united, we will not be still.

The deception has been broadcast,
the wickedness has been seen,
the rape has been exposed by the Sea of Green.

Poem by Patty Blake from a dream about the situation in Iran in October 2009