Murder Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Murder



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:
Enemy...danger

Sure not agree.
I said: “Not I”
Do not murder.

I watched it walk
(The spider)

Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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