Etymology Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Etymology

Though title, itself has history
-till it gets to ‘true' in Greek

Amused with ‘etymology'
-of the words and the names.

It gives a mountain of sorrow and pleasure!

I think of the Greece and Greeks
- (the people and culture, language)
- (the ignored and defined or revised!)

Being of old culture of Iran, Persia
-not only sympathize that feel it.

Deeply hurt, and blood poisoned
-I slouch in darkness; am weakened
-unconscious, in the pitch of the night,
-awakened by wings of vampires,
-their fangs reach bones, in my back
-enemies land daggers!

Oh friends
My friends
Serenity
Solitude

Please come
S.O.S.
Mayday
Help

Don't preach that we are
- "Rolling stones, off mountains"

Don't tell me we chose to travel
- "This is how we have learned! "

Don't brag on, about the knowledge
- "We gained, have progressed! "

Hope you know, since I do
"Such lectures are B.S."

Let's U-Turn
Let us look at title
(The ‘true'; if exists! ?)

This searching gives motion.

I have seen locations
I have hugged the people
Have prayed in their faiths
Admired their cultures
Mesmerised by names of
Places, passages
The mature, children
Male, female, all genders
And rivers to mountains
Tribes' and dynasties' descendants.

Like baby with bottle
-suck my thumb and finger
-remain lost in silence.

Run in me many names:
Mississauga, Inuit
To Inca and Maya
To Iran, Persia
To Greece and Russia
To Viking, India
To Japan and China,
Singapore, Sri-Lanka.

Tighten leash on my neck,
Shut my mouth with muzzle.

Squat like Atlas
Feel the world on my back
Then become a prey
Suffocates me python:
"Keep silent! "
"Keep silent! "
"Keep silent! "

I erode in this world
(The world of TV shows)
(When world is hysteric!)

Crazy, confused, against wall
-hit my head and seek death:
- "Why alive in swamp? "

Review many names
Then read them,
Seek trace, do not find
Nothing in Clay-land,
No sand in Sand-Over,
No Tepee
I laugh at Moccasin!

Dip me in
My childhood
Reborn in Feshark, I
Am on hill of: "Tellez."

Take steps, go for walk
-all the way to the farms…

Names, names, names
Vezheh and Lalia
To Zefreh and Koopa
To Latoon and Hana
Rijjiree and Karuze
To Shedeh, Kopichi.

Oh friends
My friends
Serenity
Solitude

Please come
S.O.S.
Mayday
Help

Can someone come please
-handcuff and arrest me
-put a chain around me
-make me bear in circus
-force me into flames…

Let people get tickets
-sit and watch to pass time
-look at me as clown
-unaware of my mind…

Hey poets
Novelists
Hey liars
Lecturers
And priests

Hey mad of politics
Hey voters, the foolish

Look at me
Write: "He is crazy! "
Shout aloud: "Is Coocoo! "

No matter what you say
No matter what remains
(of me and things you say)

I sit and talk with me
I sit and turn pages
I drive, see people
Study the names to…

Hey poets
Novelists
Hey liars
Lecturers
And priests

I must and, I shall and
I will go to the end
(to the core of the Earth
(to find God-Particle.
I need to find ‘True'.