By A.F. James MacArthur Ph.A.L.
May your beauty; gone too soon; forever remind us of the ugly evil that surrounds us. That no matter how much progress is made in some areas, the fight for freedom must continue. For injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.
Through you, we saw in living color there are those on this earth, whose hearts made of stone, think nothing of destroying innocence. Although you have no way of knowing; many have weeped for you. It is believed that we all have an express purpose for being. While yet alive, some of us come to realize and fulfill this purpose, but for others, it takes death. No matter how tragic, no matter how untimely, ultimately, tragedies such as yours are not in vain.
Now more than ever, the world knows the truth. The despicable nature of the evil regime ruling your land has been shown. There can be no excuses, no denying, for God has opened all our eyes through his beautiful Persian angel. They got to you Neda, but you got to us. Your blood may be the price for freedom for you people.
Though we wish there could have been another way, now you are able to say what would never be heard before. Your people want justice, your people deserve liberty, your people are dying for freedom and deserve it.
Now my dear Neda, you are free! In mourning your passing, I must ask myself, what kind of world tolerates and accepts this sort of thing? Realy, not one that I care to dwell in. I know you're in a better place, for where you are, finally there is rest. Finally there is peace. For your country, my prayer is we will see this in our time.
The tyrannical leaders, while able to hurt some, have managed to anger many. May their fate and destiny find them. Neda, the world has seen you, the world has heard you. Now rest my dear. You can know that those responsible will not go unpunished.