Against Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Against

In times I take the pen
-want to write
-honestly hate mullahs
-suddenly angels come
-asking me with plea to stop

I know I suffered much
-from such devil cloaks
-turn and shout at angels
-what the hell?

Soft, smooth, calm and kind
-as Godly as is said angels are
-they listen patiently
-no anger, neither are surprised
-breeze of spring, blossoms
-in their words and smile

I listen, feel sorry for myself
-not against the mullahs
-but shouting at angels
-reacting thunder-like

They have nice behaviour
-and wisdom
-so bring back my mind
-OK they are devils, is true
-but look at other side
-who are their enemies?
-and that is a spark
-Donald Trump and allies
-Ted Cruz and McCaul

I drop myself to the ground
-my hands cupped in front
-hey mullahs, I hate you
-but now do apologise
-I should have realised
-shit is bad but worse is ass
-defecate can be cleaned
-but ass is mine of shit!