Bosnia Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bosnia

Dan called me with the news:
"Had a deal and pleaded guilty! "

It was all about Jim,
"Has lost right to drive,
Curfewed and confined,
Total of eighteen months! "

"But he is innocent…"
I mentioned, then silenced.

I know what has happened,
Politicians, Governments,
These ugly mean devils,
Pocket good salaries,
And enjoy positions,
But soldiers,
Poor soldiers,
Mostly young,
Some elders,
Are ordered, sent to war,
Kill, injure, or reverse…

If ever they return,
In a body of some shape,
Come without the brain,
Memories perpetuate,
Then, doctors, hospitals,
Check on the trauma:
"War's effect! "

Jim looks well,
Six feet tall,
And above,
Good looking…

He cannot leave his house,
Just because of the war,
Collapsed the USSR,
And broke Yugoslavia,
Jim was sent to stop genocide!