Nassy Fesharaki Poems

My Auschwitz

Soft-hearted I am but
Established own Auschwitz
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Fear of the eyes

What would have had happened?
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Crown

I always was against one head-wear.
That is called: a “Crown”
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Heinous

I know me
“Unaware! ” as they say.
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Fish Bride

My Dad whom I respect
Though gone long, it’s always
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Still crazy

Of the war, Second One
I read an article:
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Detroit

I open the computer
It smiles at me with
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Her salt

Like two lines of bitumen
Black, thin and separated
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Smoke

Here, there, round the world
(Everywhere)
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AK47

Much is said of the gun, gunpowder
Of murder.
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