Bangladesh - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
In 1970 or around; I drove to LA, illegal
The Iran Air Force said: "Don't drive! "
But who cared for orders if mean, dumb?
Studied in Mather Air Force Base
But spent lot of time with people:
"Who are you? What is your government? "
And many more questions; to me all strange!
I read, read and read, read, days and nights
Books and books…in many, hundreds…
In LA, Hollywood and Sunset Blvd
I went to new shows, wise and wild
Among them was the "Hair"; ever best!
Another, make movies all around; and to show
Cameras were set on every side; back, front,
Left and right…
But have we, have ever learned it right?
Have covered all corners?
Different we are and stubborn; unaware:
"I swear, I saw it with own eyes! "
And claim is true and correct; not perfect!
Among the countries we have made
Include South Sudan; and also Bangladesh
The cries and the songs; everywhere media
As news, requests, and pities, sympathies…
Let us look once again at the wrongs we have done
We imposed the borders, and set the boundaries!
Among them the lands of Ottoman and Islam!
As well as Germans lands by ruling, occupied?
All were shame and are shame; I for one
Was crew and flew Hercules; some logistic flights
Took support of Iran for friends, Pakistan
How can I forget the O2 and damaged guns?
They delayed my wedding for six months
This is why Bangladesh entangled part of life!
And Beatles, and their song, their concerts?
Were they not as wrong as were Bagram?
Cages in Guantanamo, and tortures, Abu Ghraib?
And bombing of today, of Yemen; Syria?
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