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Nassy Fesharaki

Veteran Poet - 3,069 Points (Dec 29 / Iran)

Have you ever?


Have you ever?

Have you ever heard a dull needle going through the flesh, cutting as if abrasive taking away the rust?
Have you ever sat next to a child, drops of dextrose separating her skin from her bone, till midnight?
Have you ever been in a bus that spins and rolls down a valley then blood floods all around injured?
Have you ever held your nephew, the innocent baby; dead or with foamy algae in his mouth, choked?
Have you ever been in concrete undergrounds surrounded by curses and insults with men beaten, cry?
Have you ever waken up with a snake circled on your chest or seen a python swallow the rabbit alive?
Have you ever walked for tens of kilometers, in a desert with your feet on a mattress of water-blisters?
Have you ever been to the morgue to visit a friend shot in the forehead and feel his torn brain in hand?
Have you ever stolen your sister-in-law from the hospital before the police take her to mass grave, alive?
Well!
There is much to be said;
Many of such,
Talking is very difficult.

Submitted: Sunday, June 22, 2014

Topic of this poem: memories


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