Negotiate Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Negotiate

It was in the year of
Nineteen and ninety-two.

Said: "Goodbye Toronto, "
And headed for Dubai.

Had two books in my hands,
Meant to read on the way.

One was "Verses, " "Satan's"
Other one "Negotiate."

Now, plane of Ukraine
Has crashed and damaged
Peace and calm of conscious
Which takes me to those days.

First book was misjudged by
Khomeini who ordered: "? ? ? "

Latter taught the tricks
For gaining, benefit.

And I read through them.

I leave first since is known
Let's stick to latter…

The man dealt in the parts
Of the cars, in junkyards
Mainly for Jaguars.

He went and talked and bought
Paid advance; said: "Will come, "
And he left to return…

Found purchase packed, ready
Searched pockets for money:
"I am short, am sorry! "
Said man, intentionally,
Tricked for bargaining.

This is what Trump does:
"To win he, cheats and lies! "

He talks much like the ones
That are sick in the mouth
With looseness; diarrhoea…

He bluffs to earn, gain
Nothing else does matter;
He lacks feelings, concern,
Humanity, forgiveness…

To fight him one must see
The depths of who he is;
(Bluffer and liar,
Selfish and self centred!)

He is mouse but acts cat
With tricks of the rats …

A mew scares him;
Easily he wets pants.

Look at young Korean
That stood like a rock
At the time when Trump
Spelled words like urine
Splashed on his face
And stinks each drop…

For long he, the lair
Says that he can handle
But has he? Will ever?

When he aimed at Iran
Turned a lamb to lion;
To be first government
To dare sending rockets
To damage two bases…

In poker is shameless, lying Trump;
Red-handed is caught with lies, bluffs!