Help Me Be Gone Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Help Me Be Gone
Help me be gone
I seem to have reached where
Wish never come my way
Being rock and still
Indifferent; no feelings.
See trash and pieces of the junks
See homeless and the poor on roadsides
See parents be ignored and kicked out
And so on and so on and so on
My reply: "Can't do much! "
And with it turn my eyes.
I hate me please come
Death and gun or a knife
Take this life
The best is to be gone.
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