Follow Me Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Follow me

Don’t tell me “Follow me.”
I was burned; now expert.
You-mirage-fully waves.
Hazy and smoky, if the ray.
You deceive; take in cave.
You make and advertise
Sell in mass, commercial
Then reverse, apologize.

Look at your heroine
At first was medicine
Look at your cigarette
Poses and configured
Look-look-look...…

Then go on; looks around
What you see are lies?

Gringo, white skin or blonde
Don’t tell me “Follow me.”
Your path will end in hell…