Brazil 2014 Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Brazil 2014

Looking up straight, said Spain:
"It is shame."
Took a sigh, then after:
"I made you, saved your life.
I raised you under sun.
You call this a reward? "
Calm and firm said Chilly:
"Yes it's shame; talk of rape.
Brutal you stole everything.
You looted and you killed.
Many men you skinned.
Their flesh uncovered.
You deserve what you get.
You made me out of rape.
I played it your way.
You lose in honest game.
I gave you what is right.
Fail devil. Day turned night."