Forecast Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

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In Russia, Soviets'
-possibly before too,
-and after…
-tea has been unlike the
-British Queen's way…
-where women sat in yards
-some sweets, china cups
-with lot of useless fuss.

Russians took the kettle
-almost filled with water
-poured in leaves of the tea,
-gave it time to be wet or steep;
-then served it in cups of glass, tin.

Though theirs is Samovar.

Water was added till
-the tea lost its colour
-to the end and became
-boiled water with a name:
- "The White Night! "

Kremlin residents
-and province-leaders
-had good life everywhere
-with blind and cruel injustice.

Corruption destroyed Soviets.

When kidnapped on the ships
-and talked with Andrei
-he looked at map and said:
- "Look, Iran is here! "

Then joked and explained:
- "We got rid of that shit; "
-signalled: "In seventy years! "

Since Iran is thinner, smaller
-needs less time; it has come!

Wednesday, August 1, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: political
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