Ask Yourself Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Ask yourself

You who whine night and day:
"They hate us, why do they? "

Dive within, let honesty shine,
Recall your words, every line.

Remember what you said,
Recall all, whatever,
That you wrote or claimed:
"Only we are righteous,
To others are masters! "

Yet in the marketplace,
You bartered the people,
When colors were diverse.

With this, as I can see,
One cannot buy friends!

Rest assured, be doubtless,
You bought hate for yourself!

Do not bemoan, save tears,
You waste or make useless,
Varied books of the faiths,
When abused as the trench.

Graves you dug instead,
Of the forts and towers.

See how you converted,
The seas and the oceans,
Of caring, love, calmness,
Into deserts, barren bowers.

Have no cries, and no wails,
Live in this hate-filled trail.

You smeared spit of racism,
In this world, your people,
Yes, you forged for yourself.