In My Heart... Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

In my heart…

I have seen much too much
-of dirty politics

I fly on the wings of the thoughts
-landing port, air-force-base, Syria
-some fishing in water full of mud

It is night, dinner time
-suddenly dad and mom
-see the roof falling down
-death arrives with sent bombs …
-this time is USA's

Everyone sees surface
-powerless to fly I just dive…
-see in me what is done

So I shout
-shout out-loud
-damn you all

I cry and crawl:
-"Hear me observers of TVs
-locally, anywhere, in distance…
-and readers of news…"

I am sure in my heart…
I am sure in my heart…
I am sure in my heart…

"These are all dirty games…"
"All are games and are lies…"

Can't finish my sentence
-since I know, know, know; know
-no end is to these games

In the ships and the boats
-politics needs to sail the canals
-no water is left so they drain our blood
-their rivers are full of yours, alos mine…