Apps Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

APPS

Winds of change
Turn summers to winters
All the way, everywhere
Light of day is shortened
Dark, fear, mistrust
See one in, latest APPS

This latest:
The ‘Hands up for justice’:
“Watch police.”
“Domestic violence”
“Harassment”
“Both ‘date’ and ‘the gang’ rapes”

Duncan says: “All is there”,
“On Apple, is not yet.”

Come floods of questions:
“Where are we headed for? ”
“Ugly come, more and more.”
“Can one be optimist? ”
“A room for positive? ”

Then arrive carpenters
And Ali’s dirty games
(All cheating, blaming, stealing)
Not brave like lion, jaguar
But of poor, needy, lies.

What is this, where to go?
Whom to see, and trust?
Thoughts come as, avalanche.

Condolence, condolence
Condolence
Faith and hope, and the Love
Have all died
Good changed to, ‘Mistrust’.