Care For All Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Care for all

It seems like
I was born to feel pain
Live with pain

"Say again…"
I ask him.

He talks of my friend
"…he said so…"

Shy, turns red
Then repeats:
"…he said you…"

My being is ear
"…push needle in your balls…"

This is what friend said
Told to one of my nephews

Now I see
He was right

I seem to enjoy pain
Not mine or physical
But peoples' or social
Since I care

Friend meant to have said:
"Your uncle cares far too much
-his shoulder is under others' pains! "