A Leaf Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

A Leaf



A leaf

To my car, in front
Stuck a leaf, brown.

There, glued motionless
Made me sit and question.

Said of its origin:
"Am great Maple Leaf."

Died depressed, all alone,
Collapsed in wasted life.

Had been forced to exile,
Faced and heard the insults!

Felt ignored, in such life:
"Better dead than alive! "

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