End Of World Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

End of world

I let them have my peas
Multiply and increase

I gave them their own Earth
They landed and felt safe

I watched their protagonist
Felt going to movies

Climbing after fall, re-rising
Plots were excellent; amazing

They carved caves
Then inside laid their eggs

Cradles and babies
Mothers gone as ladies

Time passed on, they were warm
Had space in the jar; firmly tight

"No! Never! " I had said
To leave them in the pain
Some called me "Crazy"
"They're insects throw them."

Yesterday, Final-Day
I looked and found them dead.
Jar opened, they were dumped
Science comes in my thoughts:

"Have heaven or a hell?
Their souls go to space?
What about Black-Hole?
Apocalypse, end of world
Is this life we wait for?
Come and go, nothing more."



Is it dream or wisdom?
This is me, my kingdom.