Trap Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Trap

She, in blue, eyes blue and blonde
How sweet and active, bilingual
Open-heart I sit down, open mouth.
'I received this letter, it's crossed.'
I've noticed forgery and white out.
Explaining: 'It must be dangerous'
All smile she looks on, hardly talks
Hunting bird, has plans, I am worm
'With being student you don't work.
But she does; and surely has income.'
Did she ask or mentioned, I rolled eyes.
'What is this? ' in my throat grew large.
Almost choked, I listened she went on:
'I can write agreement and burn her...'

For money they have ways and agents
You call court for question, end up here
They'd set me in contact with this hell.
It is all corruption; to mislead the caller
Wanting law; ending up with lawyer
It is shame; is worldwide; corruptions.