Entangled Assassin Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Entangled Assassin

Hey doctor
-you are wrong in concept
-things do not follow the
-paths you have decided
-most of times they happen!

To prove myself right
-need ears with patience

Yes, true, lost I am as I was
-not once that many times
-as a child and recall
- (Both bitter and sweet)
-the reasons and the cause

Once I was in a bus
-had no choice, intention
-but to be there with mother
-heading for God know where

Too busy childhood mind
-which has changed and evolved
-and though mine was brushed
-with her thoughts to grow in its field
-what she sowed and ploughed…
-to dream…

In my eye mom got out and I ran
-following where she walked
-suddenly was grabbed
-by devil from hind
-devil's voice was my mom's
-repeated my name and
-wanted me to be calm
-insisted: "I am mom…"

I was sure mom was there
-the woman far ahead
-who didn't turn or cared
-for me seeking her help
-I called her times and times
-no reply
-I was held by Satan; very tight

Finally dared to turn
-looked at her; she was right
-she was mom; I was wrong
-women wore chadors and
-all of them looked the same
-each woman was a bag,
-difference was in size,
-that woman and my mom
-were both the larger ones
-look-alike in same size

Things would be different
-had I had better mind
-more vision and brain
-or varied lifestyle

Therefore we can, must say
-"Things happen as happen"
-not always as planned by ourselves…

Another memory
-once again bitter sweet
-was my time with police
-they got me and took me
-and fed me like prince
-till dad came after me

Later heard story
-of them and their worries
-their efforts to find me
-clenching to each hope
-as thin as straw, thick trees

A friend of friend of friend
-that they called a friend
-was man of politics
-got involved, called police
-then I turned to hero
-was talked to and fed well

And what if was not so?
-if they had no friend
-did not know the man who?
-it is right when is said
-of knowing who not what:
-"…who you know! "
-he became my saviour…

Therefore we can, must say
-"Things happen as happen"
-not always as planned by ourselves…

Now let us fly far
-to a boy who was called:
-Ernesto…
-he was born mid-class

He grew to young man
-came along program
-for trip…unplanned
-that turned out to become
-source of light in darkness

In Peru encountered
-brutal behaviours
-of miners, islanders
-poor and sick…misbehaved
-and his heart…and his mind
-were charged with TNT, dynamite
-got worse in Guatemala
-UFC, CIA and the bombs
-forced and poured on nation
-killing mass; innocents…

Ernesto turned to "Che"

He who sought joy in life
-with trips, adventures
-became tough and rebel
-not only shouted he
-but acted: "Bring down USA! "

Therefore we can, must say
-"Things happen as happen"
-not always as planned by ourselves…