From Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

From

Come from place, where
-the parents, children
-politics and teachers
-all in all, one by one
-are liars, corrupted…

They launder the money
-with cheating, stealing
- and varied-said-doing
-as the facts of being.

Yes, I too, move, walking
-on two legs and my feet.

Shame on me!
Shame on me!

Wish I could
-stop this claiming
- "Am human-being! "

This being is monster;
-open eyes and observe,
-use the heart as brain
-if have it, had ever…

Shame on me!
Shame on me!

Keeping kids behind bars?
-in power the corrupts?
-giving gun to killers?
-and the key to robbers?
-police, guard. brainless?

Shame on me!
Shame on me!

Let me kill all of them
-and if not, go away!
-How follow blindness?