Condom Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Condom

There are locks that you, I
Must open and come out.

First is, leave the jail of
"I, I, I, " brainwash.

Second is: "Look into
Wisdom of the old ones.

Old is not just by age,
But knowledge of expert.

Listen to encounter
Of a boy with soldiers
In old days' Khorasan
Which is now like a palm,
(Plenty, short, long lines!)

Enemy told to boy:
"Go and send your elder."

The boy came with turtle
Availed it to soldier:
"This, here, is oldest! "

Story went on and
Enemy sought person
To answer the question,
But master, commander
Asked for white bearded.

Boy brought goat, camel!

Taking sword, he shouted:
"Told you, want the wisest."

"That is me, could say first, "
Boy stood tall and firm.

This is how we were taught
To stand our ground…

People of areas like Iran
Have lessons, which are carved
From the ancient times…

Take message of this page
To any dumb with names:
"George, Donald or Peter! "

I am sure such jackals
Wonder, biting finger:
"Why he sent a rooster? "

Message is clear:
"A swamp that stinks
Gets reply in shovel! "

Stand firm, chest forward:
"Civilised, leave, get out! "

I can see their fear
Is as had for ages,
Women and children.

If resist, open books,
Directly to the page
Of the ugly Simpson:
"If you can, dispose them! "

Later, using index
Go over and under
And calmly explain:
"Writer was governor
And he wrote to friend
After raped four women
Making five children! "

Suffered Natives Women
By hard work, giving birth
To hybrid children…

Genitals, Whites' brains
Cover them with condom.