Burn To Death Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Burn To Death
Burn to death
When one dies
Normally; is on back
Why is so, I don’t know
Do not ask.
And I look at those legs
So small, with nice joints
Lovely curves
In fighting; struggle.
Turn my head, so ashamed
I am the murderer
Not just that but cruel
I pour the hot water.
Poor insect burns to death.
Friday, August 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
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