Conquistadores Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Conquistadores



Conquistadores

Knowing you, I doubt but
Let’s sit talk
Must act wise

Let us say I pack bags
In airport, to France
What is right?

Tell them “talk in my tongue”?
Want them bow, kiss my ass?
Take my gun and kill them?

Or smile and respect?

Now see you on my land
What happened?

Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: indifference
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 14 April 2015

Wonderful drafting shared really. Nicely penned.

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