A Day In Hospital Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

A day in hospital

Being you or a part in your games
-is a shame…shame…shame…shame
-I would be embarrassed and ashamed…
-to be you, act like you and play
-it is shame…shame…shame…shame

Open eyes and ears, all of you
-you, the bastards slaves
-CIC to police and doctors
-I shout and you listen:
-being you or with you is a shame

You mindless and heartless, brainless
-all of you are the bastard slaves
-you write and come after, pretend
-you show off to passed an imposed test
-not because you have love or do care
-your approach is only saving ass of yourself
-to have an excuse and escape
-punishment…if ever…by the laws
- (worthless words on papers!)

You called and came with guards
-then took me to North York, Hospital
-I waited for hours, heard nonsense
-finally entered what reminded single cell
-and waited till arrived the doctor
- (and it was thanks to you; to your rush)
-he, the born on ninth of December
-was good since did mention:
-'I do so for saving my own ass…'

He left and came a girl
-and the same story replayed
-finally after she called friend
-and returned with paper…


Guard was gone, I alone in the air…
-is this called kindness, care?
-all of you are fucked up…pretend!
-everyone that I saw simply was liar! ! !