Nefertiti Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Nefertiti

Oh lady
I want to hit my head to the wall; against rock
See blood stream down the lines
Machu Picchu, Minarets of the mosque
And the bath…

I'm tired
I'm tired
I'm tired

I have been to the Louvre
And much more in London, New York
And elsewhere, collections stolen
Collections Stolen, Stolen; Stolen

Vacuums
If any
Have remained

I have gone
I have been
I have seen

Museums
Originals of Caral; Pyramids, Persepolis
And Shush and, Nazka and, Machu Picchu…
So many

Esfahan is orphan
Minarets mutilated and the bath
Machu Picchu empty
And also Pyramids

I ask them:
“You looters…
Hiram Bingham
Nicholas Reeves
And such teams…”

I am ashamed…
Aren't you my lady?