Bur Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bur

Names
-always catch me first.

At start
Each of them had reason.

Copies and the copied may differ.

Saw Burford as address
-walked around, spent time
-parted to "Bur" and "Ford".

"Bur" is seed or fruit
-it has teeth or the hooks
-looking like ball of thorns.

"Ford" is a shallow path
-in rivers, streams
-can be used to walk on
-or even to cross.

Assembled broken
-and put it together
- "Thorny passage".

I felt it in my mouth
-stomach, heart, throat
-when wanting to write but;
- "Not legal, not social! "

Osama!
Osama!
Osama!

Bin Laden!
Bin Laden!
Bin Laden!

Has for long been a Burford!
-has been burr, a Burford, a dislike!
- "Accept! Was criminal! "

Why?
Why?
Why?

I question
-silence is a reply
-or anger with frown!

I know of his blood
-of his birth to mid age
-playful and smart…

Then a shift; used, abused
-turned into an actor; Chaplin's films
- "The Circus", "Modern Time"!

Osama!
Osama!
Osama!

Bin Laden!
Bin Laden!
Bin Laden!

The man who is shown on
-books' pages, screens
-is "Burford"
-the pots are all covered
-ditches, invisible…

Osama!
Osama!
Osama!

Bin Laden!
Bin Laden!
Bin Laden!

The Factbook is not fact,
-is a ball full of lies;
-is skin filled with hays to
-blast, set fire with spark…