Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Two brothers

Of same milk, same sugar
We are made brothers.
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It sucks

Should I care?
Not at all
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Muhammad Ali

Everyone has a way
I know him in my way
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Jewish Girls

Hate my job; still is what I love
I am good to be sold, treats me as slave
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Then to now

Must be sick to read, read
The news of greed
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After five

Friday after five and she is
On roadside, at red light
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In Woodstock

Once in us was something or someone
Believers named that "God"
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Black Islam

I was born and was raised a Muslim
Underneath my skin I feel it, no wonder
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Why did I?

We had shah
Shah means great
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In Eden

Still I feel drunk of her eyes
Unconscious is brain
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