Mission Accomplished Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Mission accomplished

The RV pulls to side
She drives
He moves head, small kiss
And "Good bye"
Like a horse and saddle
He carries his full bag.
His mission accomplished
(Now he is professor.)

I, a child
(Five to six)
In bazaar
(Esfahan)

Doors to sides
Mostly shops
(Interlocked,)

Occasions
Passages, house or mosque

Sleazy, curious
I'm a cat
Get in one

Roof, ceiling
Both dome like
Made of bricks with the mud,
In center cone of light
Through a hole from the sun

In mid-yard round stone
(Like our mills, in village)
One under; stands firm
One on top; it goes round
In goes wheat; flour out.


Large camel blindfold
At its hump tied with rope
A timber, to a pole
Camel walks
Round and round
In goes seed
Out, pours oil
Mission is accomplished.

The GO train is in flood
Laborers bee-like, ants
In smoke or in rain
All worried, all anxious
Phones in hand are calling
"I am late due to the..."
Powerless, unable, they are lost
And afraid to lose jobs

Happily they're slaves
Going round like camel

Comes to teach, Professor
Camel's changed; now teaches:
"Camel's gone, now machines
Take in seeds, take in wheat, "
Mission is accomplished.

Silent, blind to himself
His mission, accomplished.
And cockroach multiplies
Extinct are dinosaurs
Jaguars, whales, lions

And still
Earth goes round
Sun is sun

Will mission accomplish?
When will this come to end?