My Time With This Bitch Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

My time with this bitch

History has witnessed
-too many bloodshed
-many killed, arrested
-hands and legs tied and cut
-same with the ear, nose and or tongue
-elephants stepped on heads, crushed…
-read bitter and sweet history of mankind.

I am of area registered as oldest civilised
-on the rocks and tablets, cylinder we are father to laws.

To be the proper son and child
-back at home and before my exile
-I took off, studied history in sand, mud
-Two trips annually, summers and winter times
-One to cold, one to warm, each half month
-and spoke with the birds, animals and they talked:
-'Mother Earth is old Bitch
-gives birth and kills to eat her own mates and her kids! '

At the end I found out
-each of us, you and I, are others' and made of
-cells of past, in our bones, hearts and mind…

Since we are all others'
-why not care for others?
-they were the keystone of our lives
-we are the keystone for a long future

'Go get the criminal…'
-shall not mean: 'Blindly shed blood! '

What is this madness and wisdom-less?
-what is this excess and prejudice?
-what is this greed for wealth, power?
-why do we plough souls to sow hate?
-why not have forgiveness, sweet love?
-why not think and become well-behaved?
-hear me the thrones and crowns?
-give it time and think of Shah Abbas
-'He hung sword overhead to remind…! '