Hell Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Hell

This is how "Hell" was made
-for Arabs and Muslims
- "Revolt" was at start
- "Spring" then arrived!
-Now mass of refugees
-and rivers of blood
-with hatred, distrust!

To doctor we point the place
- "This is where I feel pain,
-here is wounded, hurts…"

Then leave it to doctor
-he, or, she will do tests,
-sees through the science,
-suggestions, examines
-by the labs and check-ups…

At prime. painkiller,
-for relief, time being…
-to relax and sleep…

But cure lies beneath
-the result of searching
- "What happened? "
- "What has been? "
- "In blood, DNA? "
- "Or is inherited? "

Being born in village
-in the heart of mountains
-studied my past that
-devastates and angers!

Ancestors left their homes
-with a shirt on their backs.
-Used hands' nails as shovels
-picked stones, piled them,
-flattened rough terrains
-in rugged wilderness
-for years and for ages!

Many died and suffered
-to farm or be shepherd!

The kids and grand-kids
-of learned men of books
-turned into illiterate!

Oh, I know, I know well
-I have been one of them
-I, too, was Indigenous,
-forced out of my pastor;
-prey was, chained, hunted,
-to be poor and right-less
-then sold or auctioned as
-innocent meek slave…

Not only sympathise
-that also empathise
-and with them I stand;
-slogans, loudly shout,
-raising voice say out-loud:
- "Let us live together! "

"Hey doctor, my dear,
-I am sick, we are sick,
-since we are poisoned...
-our trees uprooted…"

I bow and beg you to
-go into history, study;
-one simple example:
-Lawrence bought Arabs with
- "Gold and Sterling" to "Revolt."
-USA has changed name "Spring…"
- (for shedding the blood and killing!)

Since find it obvious…
-prescribe medicine
-to get us out of "Hell."
-Cure is righteousness
-if done so and correct
-together we live safe.