Canvassing Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Canvassing

I, always, thought canvas is used for painting-art
I found that I was wrong, later on
Canvassing is fishing,
That is all.

The fishers, trawlers throw net far and long
For their food, in a way.

Some do so for money, for helping; mostly gain
Among them was today…bearded Akil came
Politics, seeking vote
And what for?

To give him my back and, the saddle, and my rein?
To rule me, direct me and get ride?

Well friend…
Let me think; think twice…

Now listen:
I rather leave and go in desert
Love to be backward and, a so called
Beast, savage, or maybe, worthless uncivilized.