Poet - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
“It’s heavy…too heavy…heavy, ”
He moaned, pleaded and begged:
“Remove the sheet…and the ash.”
Questions filled the space around.
But no hand
Satellite in space so weightless:
No one knew
No one cared
He meant fire
He had cried
“Sheet is ash, heavy on my chest,
I am fire, remove the killer ashes.”
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