Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 71,292 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

Black Box - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Black box

I had never thought of it as a bystander
An outsider and, a rubbernecker
But I do now.

Black-box is what has led a registered rebellion
Acting Zapata; Lenin and Trotsky, Fidel, Che
At same time with masses…

A little boy, washed ashore, faced down and later
On police’s arms, in blue-red, and new shoes…
Has made a revolution…

Thousands of refugees who disobeyed to shock
The European ports, borders and senates
Ignoring the laws, the rules…

Came to us thanks to the black-box
One empty space behind a wall
Extending its invisible arm
Through aperture to grab
The light carves, chisel
And record on brain
Via our eyes…

I adore you camera
And I bow to you
The inventor
The user
Black
Box.

Topic(s) of this poem: industry


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015



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