Wandering Useless Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Wandering useless

Standing full naked, in small balcony
I observe passing cars, the walkers; silent trees

In my hand a plate, on it eggs, potatoes
Far my thoughts, in Kabul and birthplace in Iran

I hear air crash and death of hundreds
Capitals send blames, and sorrows with threats

"I'm cheating, stealing rights of poor
Their skins are not mine, is for use, to consume."

I feel sad, I feel bad and also angry
Bad exam, I'm useless, ambitious, still nothing