See The Seen Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

See the seen

Then:
Different was the now known Dubai
Different was job, and my place
Different were the looks.
I saw him…
A young Indian with pierce
A single pierce in one ear
Earlobe donated to faith.
And those looks…
From those blue eyes
From the blond and blonde
Those looks and those smiles.
In my skin I felt needles; tinder, fire
From the selfish modern Europeans.
I could read both sides:
"See the stupid backward! "
"I believe in my faith, god! "

Now:
Many things are changed, influenced
By what people call it: "the fashion."
The prior is filled with pierce
The latter has lost his confidence
And many are monkeys and parrots.