No White Christmas Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

No white Christmas

The dream has remained
To have White Christmas…

Here, we, next to Pole
Are in old Bethlehem.

Time has died
In the watch and clock,
Also, in radio that stopped
Each, every program
To play boring songs!

It repeats gospel songs
And many of the false
Stories and beliefs, ideas
On a White-Christmas.

Some of them are sweet
Literature, romantic
And make day whip-cream
While world is Marshmallow
In Winter-wonderland…

But this rope, very long
Takes us, goes to see who
Can walk on the water;
Bethlehem's, and Bible's.

Death of time has given
Life to Jews and Romans;
Prior complains,
But they are cat and mouse,
Lip on lip they speak
Secretly with Romance.

The two share views on
The brave single man…

Both condemn and convict:
"Sure, Jesus is Rebel;
So, nail him to cross! "