Tired And Boring Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Tired and boring

I want to act like then
The time when I had race
With public
Best fighter, weightlifter
Body built.

I want to take my shoes
to make them and furnish
like Looties’…

They walked and made much noise
as do the tab-dancers
with the nails.

They never pulled the back
It was shame, it was ‘oft’

I had to beat them all
in their games and their acts

How lucky is the man
with brain in a cup!

Having learned much and more
has made me too boring
and tired.