Murder - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
I had power in my muscle
No need of gun
Neither a knife and nor saber
“Kill...kill...kill...kill and get over, ”
I heard them say.
With them thinking:
Sure not agree.
I said: “Not I”
Do not murder.
I watched it walk
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