Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 6,288 Points (Dec 29 / Iran)

Icy Crystal Days - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Icy crystal days

With a pen in my hand
I am writing in darkness
Candle light is my day and my night
I hate you Edison
I hate you Edison
You spoiled our brains
Destroyed our habits
My father burned lamb-fat
He was wolf, he was fox when walking in the dark
I am a chick and afraid
Like the mice seeing cat
I hate you Edison
I hate you Edison
Invention of the lamp
And wires and cables
Then they came like flood
Radio and TV and desk top
And the phone that Bell brought
I hate you Edison
I hate you Edison
And hate Bell
There’s no White-Christmas
We have Ice-Christmas
Time is lost
Food is lost
Roads mirror
Day is dark, same as night
And fuel is scarce, cars in line
We’re addicts
These drugs you’ve brought
I hate you Edison
I hate you Edison
And hate Bell
And your kind
Give me back my nature
Machete and jungle
My igloo, caravanserai, my Chador and tepee


Poet's Notes about The Poem

We lived in a total darkness for three days and the trees turned to standing crystal monuments.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 26, 2013



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