That Stone Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

That Stone



That stone

Have you seen the chicken?
(While drinking water?)

It takes in some drops,
Raises head, on neck, high
Possibly for thanking,
Or maybe to pray?

Whichever!
Whatever!

A poet in the jail
Saw it in other way!

He used for youth, detained
(The deprived, and in chains :)
"Stood there and raised head
Stubborn like mountains…"

Where went they?
What happened?
Possibly, are long dead!

Think of Kurd without "Yes! "

Nobody recorded but ‘Sales'
(who, for him wrote poem,)
And now, I, do the same!

He vanished as does fog
Coming out to be gone.

Look deep in history,
Spend time, fact-finding:
"The loser dies, finished! ! ! "

None of them is the first
Nor will they be the last!

So, has been and remains
Forever it shall last!

I recall when was child
Heard of Boy: "He is found! "

He was killed in a cave
Large stone on his chest!

Look deep in history,
Spend time, fact-finding:
"The loser dies, finished! ! ! "

None of them is the first
Nor will they be the last!

So, has been and remains
Forever this shall last!

Now is time for Jeffrey
Do we know who killed him?

Suspicious is his death;
Death of ‘Jeffrey Epstein! "

Remember Adam's case,
Killer son lived for long
Same is for the Epstein's!

Media is in dark
Know nothing? Pretend?

Where are the ears, eyes?

Those that saw Bin Laden,
Qaddafi and Saddam?

Telescopes, Microscopes?
Why not see depths to top?

Where are the ears, eyes?
Secret codes and drones?

How could he kill himself?
Was stone in his cell?

Thursday, August 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: historical
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