And I Guess Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

And I guess

And I guess, am like him
Have become crazy…

Rams and lambs around me
Graze, are bleating…

Am tired of the town
But I die without it!

I follow the MeToo
Not for rape nor insult
Neither for harassment
Of women, patriarchs'!

Yes, MeToo,
I guess I am tired!

Read about Lame Deer
And flirt with poems
Of Garry who talks soft
Of blood, mix-blood…

Turn pages of Bible
On begot and begot…

And see that at the end
Racist is one Tribe!

I follow the MeToo
Spit on chains, shackles!

Am tired and tired
Of the fools and liars.

Wish did not see sun rise
To send rays to shed light
On cheating governments
That loudly speak of
Raising the tallest walls
And making best of arms,
Why do they kill care, love?