Treasure Island

Nassy Fesharaki

(Dec 29 / Iran)

She


She

In the cold of morning
On her way to find work
I met her

“Hi”
She said
Tall, slim with smile

She’s lovely

As she was at her job

She complained

CFT, like our world
“Connections, Corruptions
They brought their friend
Took my job, '

It was hard

She’s removed
Slandered

I know them
I’ve been there

Connections and favors…………..Corruptions……..

Submitted: Thursday, January 09, 2014
Edited: Thursday, January 09, 2014

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