Accommodation Poem by Moahammad Maleki
Accommodation
Alone fish is dead
Floating on the freezing water
It reminds me of human's own condition
Death is cruel
I recollect a dim-stored memory of past
When my mother held my hand
And took me to grave yard
She pointed to full loaded graves and tolled me:
Mohammad an inch of grave suffices humans
She asked me:
How much land does a man need?
And I tolled her
An inch of grave is a good accomodation
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