O ALLAH, let it rain from Your justice, from Your light, from Your mercy.

O Patient Allah  of the Oppressed, I Pray That

Author: Gouya Roshan (Güya Aydın) 

Rain may fall

not from clouds, but from justice, from peace, from light

upon the earth that has drunk the blood of children,

upon hearts that have shattered in silence,

upon heads that have bowed for no reason,

for the tears that remain unspoken,

for the hands too weak to lift anymore,

for children who never knew what childhood meant,

for pregnant women tortured only because of their nationality,

for men who buried their grief deep within,

for those who only wished to live—yet were condemned to die.

O ALLAH , let it rain from Your justice,

from Your light, from Your mercy.

Not only rain

but a peace upon the hearts of the wronged,

a reckoning for the tyrants

for those who laughed while we wept,

for those who stole bread from the mouths of the hungry,

for those who threw fire into cradles,

for those who opened fire on starving souls...

May they too taste the flames they themselves ignited

a fire from which there is no return.

O ALLAH, let it rain from Your justice,

from Your light,

from Your mercy.