Simply A Bullet Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Simply a bullet

This is not a poem
It is an honest letter.

My letter is open,
Addresses the leader!

Truly, is a leader?
Or a mean dictator?
Our demon, murderer,
Walks the path of Hitler.

Possibly remembers
Time of Shah, freedom
As well as advancements.

I taught in the Air Force,
Wore beard, had long hair
And saw my students'
Worrisome, the wandered,
Came to me and sought help.

The night before, general
Gun in hand, came fired,
Arrested eight cadets.

"Freedom, freedom, "
Shouted their classmates.

Iron-Guard was outside
Fully armed, with trucks.

Soldiers had to obey
Whatever master said.

Hear me, you, soldiers,
A bullet left the muzzle,
And kissed some guardian,
Splashed head, shoulder,
Arrested were the leaders
The nation was a winner,
That day is "The D-day."