Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 5,766 Points (Dec 29 / Iran)

Abortion - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Abortion

My palm full
To my nose is an arm
All’s Stench
“What a smell! ”

Like snake
My tongue out
Made to touch
“It tastes hell! ”

That was oil
Thin carbon

From the bush
From the trees
Or mammoths
Like you, me

Compressed
Millenniums

What a shame
Mother’s womb
Cracked, parted
Aborted is fetus

Look is foul
Taste is foul

Most of all
Act is foul

Seven sisters
It was shame


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 4, 2014


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