Loss Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Loss



Loss

My child
You
No more are mine
But I am yours
Head to toes
Heart and mind
To the end
I lost you
To this world
This machine
This culture
Civilized
I love you

Love is not
Heat/freeze
Pain/bruise
Wind/breeze
Bush/shrub
Fallen leaves
Or the trees
Love is what
Works like wine
Lightens darks
Darkens lights
Fills the veins
Rules the heart
Blinds the mind
Love also gives and takes
I love

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
He was from a different culture. His child was just born. He wanted his wife home ASAP so he could feed her with what was right to them. The social worker was informed. According to this place the parents were considered dangerous. The newly born baby and their 12-Y-O daughter were separated from them and left with a woman who spoke another language. The teenager was interrogated to reveal that her father beats her. She cried and wanted her parents. And now, after a court hearing, the father is still barred from joining the family...thanks to a system that doesn’t understand the feelings and is a senseless machine.
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