Nassy Fesharaki

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Blind Leading Blind - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Blind leading blind

At the door car stopped
Two got out.

One is tall; other not
Both are old
One is cane to the next.

I observe
Thoughts on rug; magic one
Years and books, trainings
Fly past.

On the board writing says:
“A blind is the cane to other…”

I come back with question:
“Where are youths and kindness? ”

See grave in dream
Mass-buried
Underneath a mountain.

And my voice in a sigh:
“We did well, to parent
And this is our harvest…
What about these people? ”

Topic(s) of this poem: human nature


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 10, 2015


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