After My Garden Grows Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

In Oscar and Sundance
Megan’s queen; she can dance
But she is simple dumb
To wide world she is blind
“Why marry at sixteen not eighteen? ”
She refers in her voice

In Bengal there’s a lake
Soft water and clean
Dance in breeze
“This is heaven, come and take.”
Their culture
Has remained so simple for God’s sake

Megan went
In her bag camera
In no time she stood tri-pod
And handheld
And as guest and as rich
Royally she was received

Megan too
Like White-Man
Among Blacks, aboriginal Andeans
Tore apart treaties
She abused, enslaved
Her blood infested with virus

Like the church
Politics
“Rape them both back and front”
“Kill Indian in the child”
“Cut their hair and destroy their culture”
“They’re savage”

Monika is destroyed
By Megan (This insane)
She lifted then smashed