Lovely But Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Lovely but

Once again is morning,
And I search with yearning!

You don't know what is like,
To be born in Iran,
Traveled the world around!

Is lovely but is hard!

I recall two sisters,
From the same parents,
Marrying father, son.

What are they?
The in-laws?

Two sisters?
As it was?

Now read of two steps,
Brother and sister,
Proudly making love!

Confused, I feel lost,
In finding the right one,
What is the standard?

Here, in Canada,
Some defend animals,
Mostly, kill, do not want!

Confused, I feel lost,
In finding the right one,
What is the standard?

Politics with borders?
Governments with anthem?
Parents? The children?
Students? Or teachers?
Religions? Or customs?
Which one is the right one?