Mushroom soup
He, old-time-classmate
-and colleague as a pilot
-is here, retired…
We gather, once a while
-this time chose coffee-shop
- "Go, get me some soup, I
-have finished my Vodka! "
-I asked him and stopped.
Having been son of Khan
-he loves to talk and does.
I try patiently to listen
-and lend him both ears
- (one accepts and other
-is the exit to word-waves!)
But this time he answered
-the question of Hossein.
"When will the mullahs go? "
-was used as a starter, entrée.
My right hand held a spoon
-took soup and mouth was full
-so, nodded late or soon.
Khan-Zadeh and an ex-officer
-this time was a great narrator.
Connected the New Israel
-to the wars, Syria, USA
-to Russia and Europe;
-I pictured Julian Assange.
Not only was he right
-that sounded very wise:
- "The plan has worked well,
-tortured is Mid-East in a jail
-Israel is the bate; in deathbed."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem