Nassy Fesharaki

(Dec 29 / Iran)

Fasting with blood


Fasting with blood

I would have kept silent if, if you were not the one I,
I stood for your rights and; I cried for you and fought:
"They deserve, they are good; they are nice and equal"

Raising my fist I shouted; believe me I did wrong and
Your softness was of sheep; you were the wolf inside

Sheep skin

You raised wall, shelled the houses of the women on
The donkey-carried carts, when their infants hugged.

Shame, shame

You killed the only means of travelling; imposed on them
Forcing them between the walls you killed their prosperity

Wolf, not jaguar

This is you and I am damned for the mistake I made; damn

Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014

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