London Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

London

I praise
-sweetness
-and softness,
-cuteness,
-beauty
-and love rays
-and care for
-unity,
-devotion…

Today I read poem
- (my daily addiction)

"Praise song"
-by Sarah Browning
-and liked it
-but was not able to fill brain
-and stop
-thinking of
-what crawled in my mind
-the city called: "London"

Yes, London
-the London that I hope
-will soon be looted and divided
- (as was our Madaen)
-the London, which is whore
-and mother to bastards

In fact, I
-hate Hitler
-not as seen in
-Jewish propaganda
-nor sobbing of gypsies
-neither the dried skins
- (of victims whose tears
-have acted as acid…)

My hate of Hitler is because he
-should have first overrun
-London that he did not!

Guess, Hitler
-should have choked London and
-should have killed
-that whore to
-prevent the birth of
-the wrongness of bastards

He did not,
-and they were enabled; spread
-like locust. Multiplied,
-ate the roots of goodness
-polluted with toxics, water, air
-which has killed billions
-caused crimes; out of count

No
No
No

I am not full of hate
-am simple and lover
-deep in heart, filled with care
-sympathise
-the honest and plain who wrongly trusted
-the "cheater", "Bitch London"! ! !

Uncover history
-the World's First (WWI)
- (its before, during): with London's
- "promise", "promise", "promise"
-to Greeks,
-Assyrians,
-to the Kurds
-and others; for choking Ottomans.

Then reveal the madness
- (in Second and after)WWII,
-see puppets carved and set, supported
-by London; to bring divisions
-with borders, and flags
-nationalism and anthems; faiths, hatred
-those actions caused today's bloodshed!