People Of Tomorrow Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

People of tomorrow
This poem will narrow
Range of pains in marrow

By reading you will know:

In this time, in these days
Cheat and lie most leaders
They're so much; we forget
Yes; all people, reporters

Advisers, preachers many cheat
They talk much; and all cheap
Genocide everywhere; holocaust
On paper forbidden but ignored
There were games of races,
Kill; use them as slaves
We observe, is as was
With drones, in cell, hunt
The ‘Boomers' suffered much
In our time for the change
We fought but, it is shame
The beating remains same
There are claims in the wind
"Civilized, "Religion"
Brecht is on the scene
Show is named "The Killing"
We did lot for good change
Did nothing; it was waste.

Convicted; rejected
Dementia; Alzheimer
Left alone in old-age
Victimized in pens/cells
We eat, shit and goodbye
Readers of tomorrows
Be aware, be careful
What you see as report
In prints or on line
Virtually all are lies.