Gathering of truth,

Neda in a group,

Was she suppose to be there,

For a subsitute of violence,

Cast a shadow,

You are human

All those who tried to save her,

One last call,

As she died in a pool of her own blood,

Surprised to know,

This was the end to the extension of this world,

And now she is gone...

A man screams,

"My daughter, My daughter!"

All around witness a death,

Too young as she lay,

Fighting for her life,

A supposed fight from extremist,

What's left?

Nothing,

Neda died

As the crowd neared,

We all face this,

As the world becomes closer together.