Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 19,959 Points (Dec 29 / Iran)

Itching - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

We as kids had less needs
We grew with life beats
We had air, good water and trees
Everything nature's treat
They sure had parasites, and microbes and flees
We survive after fights
We live long, healthy and strong
To observe new kids of vaccine
Crystal, are glass and obscene
Know not fruits, tablets give vitamins
Do not have Birth-Canal's penicillin
No drug and are sick
And bedbugs of all kinds were friends
Now they hear
The word comes with itching
'Don't's itching.'

Topic(s) of this poem: memories

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 23, 2014

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