Iran Sanctions: an Obsession Explained in Five Acts and a Poem

Stomp the flowers, kill our dog,

And we don't say anything.

Until one day

The weakest of them

Enters our house alone

Robs us the moon and

Knowing our fear,

Robs us the voice of our throats.

And because we said nothing,

We no longer can say anything.

What is at stake in the Iranian nuclear affair is our own right to the future. If we don't stop the nuclear barons now, we never will.

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