Listen First Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Listen First

Have someone read to you
You listen
Open eyes then after
In mirror watch yourself.

In a Mall set tables
A young man has tablet
He, alone, no one else.

In café Judy works
Has coffee and the rolls
There comes in, client
All he has is one hand.

She receives the order
Treats him, nice, kinder
Thinks taking the purchase
To place, pull the chair.

She goes and finds no room
The place and tables are all full.

Slowly, approaches tablet man
She whispers request:
“See the man, can you help? ”

To her the tablet man, is a man
Regardless Ethiopian, half black
He rejects to move, or share table
Repeating request; troubled
He calls act: Racism.”

Story is over; ask question:
Is he not closest to see pain?

What a world we live in
A suffered of the past
To care-less…
For a man handicapped?