"We are a nation of hope and honor. We may be scarred, but we never bow. We may bleed, but we never give up our identity. I am alive — and I am ready to sacrifice."
Shamkhani, who serves as Political Advisor to the Leader, was hospitalized with severe injuries in the early hours of June 13 following the Israeli strike. After continuous medical care, he is now in stable condition.
In a heartfelt message, he declared,
"The bright day of victory is near. Iran’s name will shine, as always, through the corridors of history — and the smiles of the martyrs will illuminate our future."
In the Name of Allah, the Most Compassionate, the Most Merciful
To the dear, mighty, and courageous Leader of the Islamic Revolution, Ayatollah Khamenei,
To the noble, eternal nation of Iran,
God’s blessings upon you — you, the pillars of this nation’s dignity.
Blessings upon the proud and heroic land of Iran, whose sons and daughters, generation after generation, have filled the battlefields with bravery, etching the nation’s name into the pages of history through their courage and perseverance.
Today, even as my breath strains against my wounds and my hand trembles from weakness as I write, I swear upon the blood of the martyrs of this sacred soil that there is still enough determination and zeal flowing through my veins to declare that silence is betrayal. So, by God’s grace, let my first words be a cry:
"Indeed, we belong to Allah, and indeed to Him we will return." (Surah Al-Baqarah, 2:156)
With a heart full of sorrow, I remember those noble and patient warriors with whom I used to whisper in the dark corners of the trenches during the Sacred Defense: “Victory or martyrdom.”
Today, they have donned the red cloak of martyrdom —
And once again, I have fallen behind the caravan.
Once again, the third medal of martyrdom eludes my family —
And my two martyred brothers, from the heights of the heavens, weep over my longing.
And now I remain — wounded in body, burning in soul.
Yet, if fate has decreed that I survive, then I shall:
I will remain — to continue being a thorn in the enemy’s side.
He knows well why — and so do I.
I will remain — and still shout the anthem of resistance.
I am alive!
And by the grace of the Almighty, this battered body will remain a shield for this nation.
My heart is still the same heart that once cried “Labbayk” — "I am at your service".
And today, it still beats for faith, for homeland, for the people.
I am ready!
Not once, but a hundred times over, I am ready to give my life for this soil and its unmatched people.
I am ready to stand firm on the frontlines of honor and defense — with the pride and resolve of an Arab from the proud land of Khuzestan, even in this wounded body.
I am ready — in the storm of the enemy’s missiles — to cry out “Ya Zahra!”
And to raise the name of Iran like a flag on the peak of history.
Dear and noble people of Iran!
I wrote these few lines to tell you that you are not alone.
In every home where the lamp of honor still burns,
In every mother’s heart that bears a scar,
In every youth’s eyes filled with hope,
Iran stands — radiant with divine light.
We are a nation of hope and honor.
We may be wounded, but we do not bend.
We may bleed, but we do not surrender our identity.
Our martyred commanders, our proud scientists, our men of the battlefield and the pulpit —
They are never absent.
They live on, like blood, in the veins of this nation.
And now their sacred flag has passed into our hands — never to touch the ground.
Let the dear and courageous Leader of the Revolution rest assured:
His children are still on the battlefield —
Not just with weapons, but with faith and hope.
And let the enemy know:
Fighting Iran is playing with fire — a fire that will leave him nothing but ashes.
For God's promise is true:
"So when the final promise came to pass, [We sent your enemies] to disfigure your faces and to enter the mosque, as they entered it the first time..." (Surah Al-Isra, 17:7)
And that day is near —
The clear day of victory,
When the name of Iran will once again shine through the heights of history,
And the smile of the martyrs will reflect the brightness of our tomorrow.
A humble soldier of the great nation of Iran
Ali Shamkhani
NOURNEWS