Dave Again Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Dave Again



Dave again

Once again have a Dave passenger
once again a repeat of old shit
I’m tired; so tired that
the psalm sounds cat shit
so tired that the book of my like
goes aback, in my list comes as last
even cave of escape.

This is all thanks to Dave
Dave sounds lies
Bag of shit.

Why filled with selfishness
why pride in his race
why lies and exploits
why women and the men
in his race call others
the Shiksa?

I have doubts in each word
every word of their say
include Abraham and their God
all of past, present.

Though friends are many
I am tired of this name.

Go to hell King David
want you there so with you
goes every single Dave…

be kind and clean earth
of this name…of this shit.

Sunday, December 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: changing moods
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