Friendship Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Friendship

Sit
Calm
Set chin
On hands
Empty lung
Take in fresh
Now can think
Think for things
Think of seventies
You are the old Jew
Rumor says ‘H’s well’
But in fact ‘It’s not true’
Your daughter went astray
Your son-in-law cheated you
Your wife always blames you
Though son’s kind he earns less
You cannot get a new hearing aid
Your car was in the parking; it is hit
(Hit and run)
You’re alone
None for talk
Having need
No ear hears
Just a friend
The Muslim
He, like you
Full of need
Two of you
Do the same
Except faith
The humans
One in roots