Grey Owl Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Grey Owl

Being an agnostic
I do hope "God exists; "
His or her being is
The best of my dreams.

Am tired of frauds
Am looking for the right
To kneel to; to pray, bow:
"Please come and help us."

Never saw any name
Worse than the "Britain"
That choked the religions
And the faiths and cultures
In name of "Advancement! "

She gave birth to bastard children
Like Burton and Lawrence
As well as Kipling, Owl-Grey;
All of such are cancer tumours
That hide and camouflage.
Only experts know them,
Like the false Shakespeare!

All of them cheat, lie well;
Each is worse than other!

Richard faked Scheherazade
Then prayed in Mecca as Muslim
And Lawrence made kingdom
Of dirty Saudis
Grey Owl ended as naturalist!
Indians, African and Afghans
Were burned by "Kipling! "
(Hate bastard British!)

Feel sad for innocent children
That lose their hearts, brains
With lies of Britain
When comes out as vision
That fights the racism…

London made Shakespeare…
That never existed
To race with the Greeks
And other old writers
Among them the Persians!

Where were these tumours
When we had Zoroaster
And Greats like Rumi-
Or Khayyam and Saadi
As well as Ferdowsi?

Not only damn be they
That also down with the
British Kings, Queens…

London, for centuries
Exported the devils
As agents for ruling…

Intention was simple
To go and spoil the
Old cultures, religions
On the Earth, in nature.

They trained their agents:
"Go, break the nations,
Divide them by brothers
And pee on religions;
Tell them that are pagans
And will end in the Hell! "

British braveness
Was of gun, gunpowder
For killing, dividing,
Genocide, bloodshed…

"Down with them, "
"Down with them, "
"Down with them."

This is my prayer!