Lice Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Lice



Lice

Morning news:
"Kids have lice."

He's elder; silently sat still on my right.
Heard him say in whisper:
"It's B.S. full of puffs; fuss and bluffs."

A smile on his lips
Turned to side
Deep breath with a sigh
Then cracked like a nut:

"It was fun..."

Silence ruled
New start:

"We sat down and mothers, sisters, aunts, "

Once again depth of well
And again, dawn's breeze softly waved:

"In their hands our round heads and they searched hair by hair, "

Then break, deep in thought
As old do, looking far:

"They'd catch them between nails and crush; we could hear; saw the blood."

His laughter filled the room:
"Don't monkeys, our cousins, do the same; on the branch, on the ground? "

After a while:
"Oh my son, do get out, see the world as you must, all natural."

Held his knees:
"Fact is fact, man and beast, mountains, seas and the birds, and insects all have rights."
Final look had no word but meant lot: "Be wiser, we must live...all of us."

Monday, September 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: news
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