I Swear To... Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

I swear...

"I swear…" he shouted
"This is oath…undertake…"
and went on:
"I shall wash and clean as you do laundry."

He talked of the cultures, language…
"They are dirt,
they are filth,
they brought misery."

I listened and observed
his face red with anger
had frown in forehead
looked like a shepherd dog
foam in mouth kept barking:
"Pollution…that is all what they are."

Totally mystified I stared and he said:
"Take it back to your land…this is ours."

Then shouted:
"You call me Indian…"
then he laughed:
"See yourself in mirror stupid; Indian? "