Water Board Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Water board

I wish I had never heard of it
It kills me while still am alive
Skins me with the pump
Of the words in the books
And in mouths…

They define: "Killing mind"
The bodies in cells, behind bars
One of them water-board
Doers are Pentagon, FBI.

But to me this is kiss in the air
Throwing far away a feather.

I know of the shameless
That makes this a bubble.

I know of heads smashed under feet
Huge feet of mammal, elephant.

I know how Ahmad Shah, or Baba
Brutal baby face of Afghans
The looter of the Sikhs in Punjab
Smashed head under feet with smile.

I know of the crown filled with lead
Heated, poured on the head in melting.

Example is our man, the prince
"Lotf-Ali-Khan, of the Zands! "