As happened
I call me:
"Problem"
"Problem"
"Problem"
My plane:
"Proverb"
"Proverb"
"Proverb"
Am filled with:
"Pain and Care"
"Pain and Care"
"Pain and Care"
I ride on seen, read, heard
-sympathise, empathise, then action.
My gun and drone and tanks, bombers
-settle in small tools, pen, paper.
And I write,
Write,
Write,
Write.
No fear of jail, death,
-fear is not friend
-my love is my conscious.
Watched movie, "Caravans";
-written by Michener
-then read the Kipling
- (his writings with insults)
-and recall my mission
-in Midway…
Am glad I was there,
Am ashamed of things there,
Am aware; I saw it as happened.
Damn Shah and his masters!
-Britain, USA…
Limelight was the cold war
-rainbow of Washington and Moscow
-to fool us; regardless of which side,
-to drag us in wars: "Get involved."
-The shepherds shouted lies!
I was dog, dog, dog, dog…
(A husky; pulled sledge!)
In Midway I was a liaison officer.
Yemenis were in pot, divided
- (Communists and Muslims)
-by the Left-Right devils.
"Go fight there! " was order.
-Starter, Lawrence, was a bastard
- (Spy of Britain)
-and the heir, CIA, (child bastard!)
I was dog, dog, dog, dog…
(A husky; pulled sledge!)
I am a skin bag and must shout,
-and swear that will shout,
-I will shout till I die.
Where are the fingers, palms?
- (to hold me, and to punch,
-to blow and make songs.)
-I saw it all happen, be aware:
-ISIS and Qaeda and others
-are all made by bastards
-living in the mansions
-with thick walls and columns
-made from our blood, bones, flesh!
-Why do we keep silent?
-Why be choked with threats
-of the need, amusement?
-Must say "No" and rebel enforcement!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem