Boomer Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Boomer

In times I feel sorry to have lived
-for this long

I was born after war
-then, parents had no job
-except nights…

Therefore they played games
-to have toys, made us come

"The Boomers" we are called…
-rapidly we approach end of life
-every day someone dies…

We witnessed the "Cold War"
-The US-Russian fights
-both of them using us
-with their lies, slogans…
-"This is bad! ", "That is bad! "
-"The Atheist Soviets have no God, "
-"God is the opium for brainwash, "

In that way they tore us
-made borders, capitals,
-and endless flags with
-governments and anthems

To make, sell tanks and guns
-raised walls and many bars
-divisions are bullshit…
-all are same…
-they stink, feel stench

Now is time for terror
-of the tongues
-and drones
-and knives-guns

Wish was not ever born
-deeply I feel ashamed
-look for death; hope to die…