Cheese Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Cheese



Cheese

Breakfast and my lunch
both have cheese; I afar
in life of sheep and cow
for feta and slice…
and abuse we impose.

We force them into fence
worse even, behind bars.

Do they know of a right?
Can I help except talk?

Think of cave, Plato’s…

Monday, December 7, 2015
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