America is a symbol of freedom,
Country signs human rights,
Country is open to every race,
Country prides in its fairness, shines.

Nobody can change “Evans,”
From Greek name cries yet says,
Equalization is centurial real mean;
Hence, no superiority takes thy scene.

His name proved his weighed crane;
He acts evenly, relieves scorns, ethnic pain.
Nobody can ever engulf to turn him insane.
Even the scimitar dangled beside recent Turk men.

In the sixteenth century,
Sir Henry Wotton announced,
“Ambassador is an honest man, sent
to lie abroad for the good of the motherland.”

EVANS is “ambassador and humane.”
He could not shelter known slain
By clouding his dignified fan
To vanish genocide, horrific rain.

He believes in eternity,
In paints, signs, truth, and equality:
“Humanity can never replace
his ambassadorial vanity.”

He has been fired from hurricane sites
To our sincere, welcome trustful hearts,
To be remembered by honest ancestries of Gomidas**,
Spelling his name by Mashtotsian*** alphabet, in shrines.

June 6, 2006
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* John Marshall Evans: American ambassador to Armenia (2004-2006), dismissed
from the diplomatic circle because he used the word genocide and not massacre.
In my opinion as a medical trained human, I cannot see any difference as far as lives are concerned. I think the geneticist will say the same, however, the justice court system should stamp their names.
I repeat to say, “Killing a person is to kill genes.
Hundreds, thousands, millions or more
Does it make incongruity?
Aren’t all beating tissues, souls?
That can breathe create—
Help humanity to lore, galore!”

** Gomidas/Komitas (1869-1935): Founder of Armenian classic music.

*** Saint Mesrop Mashtots: Inventor of the Armenian alphabet (AD 405).

Our sun is on the rise,
From the grave arisen
To give us our rights
In narrating our cause.

At last, the mighty heard
Our suppressed musical voice,
Massacred kids in paradise
Greeting joyful songs.

Armenian sun will never fade;
Genocide will be recognized in the end
By our human rights friends
Who believed in our tortured faith.

“Blood cannot turn to liquid,”—as been said.
The killers will live in shameful hate,
Souls will rest in eternal bate,
Lands will return in a miraculous date.

Our springs will provide waters to Arab lands
Who saved us from killers and nationalized us;
We are grateful to all nations caring for us
Survived and still breathing the natural human rights.

France’s commitment** was extremely brave;
Bastillians do not glitter for metals in a safe.
Liberty is in their genetics, thus abide.
Their pride always existed in “liberation rights.”

We Armenians are ready to replace their loss;
We will work hard with all our souls
Till the end of our last sighed noise
As honest, sincere, dedicated hosts.
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* Bastille: French fortress (1370-1383) that later became a prison.
Stormed on July 14, 1789, during the French Revolution.
** October 12, 2006: Bill on Armenian Genocide was passed.