My Nightmare Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

My Nightmare



My Nightmare

Looking on and off line
-searching for kind of job
-that can match my level
-gets me back on the road
-in dream find such job
-will work in factory
-assemble mini parts
-overjoyed; I start…

I am me, study my being
-me and me, my-life-kind
-I read and research on
-what I do, what we make
-where it goes

My body shivers, wet in sweat
- "Nightmare on Elm Street"
-I have hand in killing
-flood blood on the streets
-kids' bodies litter roads
-fathers under rubble
-mothers run and cry

No one sees, nor wants seen
-evidence of murder
-by the mean vehicles
-we make and assemble
-for murder and abuse
-till news:
- "Saudi uses them
-against own children…"

I cry and I shout:
- "What about in Bahrain and Yemen?
-What about what goes on in Qatar? "

Feel drowned in blood
-a current, stream
-an ocean, in large sea
-body parts on the waves…
-I too am killer of innocent…

Thursday, August 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: warfare
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