Cure Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Cure

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Cure

Do not nag, complain
-open eyes and compare
-do not ask of anger
-open eyes and stare

Do not curse or insult
-be real, see the house
-in shanties, poor living
-but golden bide in palaces

What has first to get lost?
-the latter surely does!

Don't you see the Orwell's
-nineteen and eighty-four?

Leave judgment to the heart
-since brains are showered,
-with the ads and threats
-of those holding power
-politics and the wealth
-poor's' share is poison

Be a man and honest
-open eyes and observe
-the facts of greed, need

Cure is in bridge…
Cure is in bridge…
Cure is in bridge…

Don't call them stupid
-if wise see very deep,
-sees, sees, sees…
-the hatred and killings
-caused by the hungry
-as the right to survive
-in open, by tricks…
-see bodies of the dead
-on plate when you eat
-of crops, or flesh, animals

Saturday, November 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 04 November 2017

Such a brilliant write, Nassy...10++++

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Nassy Fesharaki 07 November 2017

Thank you dear and my apologies for delay in reply.

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