Trux Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Trux

I met him once and we
-have photos together.
-Michael of the Sundays
-who is on radio…

Wonder if he recalls
-though am sure:
- "He does not! "

He has guest of States
-diplomat… as aware…

Claims; is unaware!

When fires sent flames
- (The BC's, Californian)
-men, women, children
-ran away with one shirt,
-took corpses and escaped.

Some people sent them help
-sympathy in brains…

But no one in distance
-felt smoke and smell
-of trees, nor cattle's…

The today's civilized
-is trux and trux
-and trux…
-savagery is fierce,
-burned bridge, no return
-and fords are washed away
-with ugly wilderness…

Focus on Donald Trump
-study his White House
- (alert wolves are gathered,
-reddish fangs with blood
-still seek lambs and doves!)

Every piece of puzzle
-brainwashed, is trained
-to be a perfect fake
-of shepherd's story
-and "Fire! " of liar!

On corners, they, shameless
-use drums, trumpets,
- (copying Khar-Dajjal!)

They blame own affairs
-on…, as if, is others'!

He rejects paying dime,
-from wealth of Trumps
-to pursue his purpose
-for hoarding has pocket!

Wish an honest, brave
-journalist, reporter,
-could insist on questions:
- "You, Mr. President,
-where from got this wealth?
-with whose work and labour? "

Ask further, embarrass
-bullies, laws-breaker…

Why no one seeks the why?
Why he wants us "Shut up! "?

He enjoys the divide;
-resents laws, still wants
-to use wall as crown…

He bribes, chokes victims
-kills the torch in tunnel…

Burglars use dark, walls;
-like gang of Donald Trump
-and blame learned of media!
-Question these vampires
-they fear truth, light…