Bloody Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bloody

I recall the trucks
-on them signs
-a Lion holding sword
-with half Sun
-as well as Red Cross.

They collected blood
-gave drinks and a bite.

Some stood in the line
-gave blood…

Today too the news
-speak of the blood
-in Yemen of hunger
-and the jets of U.S.
-flown by the butcher
-who kills in consulate
-journalist; man, of pen.

And Trump, the blind
-to feelings; never kind,
-wants money from guns
-he does not care and see
-who is killed and how, why.
-Trump's life is money
-by cheating and pimping
-with the lies and fraud…

All he knows is money.
All he knows is money.
All he knows is money.

Does not care whose and how.
Does not care whose and how.
Does not care whose and how.

Vampires suck blood
-as a part of nature
-for the food to live on.

Trump too sucks blood
-since it is his nature!