Bread And Butter Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bread and butter

Yes, I know the hunger
And know of children
And bread and butter.

I know well
I know well
I know well

I, also, know smiths
And metals, and cooper.

Know about the horseshoe
And sabers and daggers
As well as guns, gunners,
And drones, air fighters…

Luck is with unaware
Ignorant has bliss…

You go, work every day
To get rid of hunger,
Must feed your children.

But have you,
Ever looked?

At your work and others?
What purpose has the nail?
What comes of the horseshoe?
What targets have bombers?

Well, they kill,
Shed blood,
Runs blood
Like water…

Harvests are
Hate, murder,

Hate, murder,
Are harvests!