Censored Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

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All alone
In the wind
Cold and dark
Days and nights
Like tree in desert
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Feel bullets of the dunes
Deaths, shells of shrapnel,
In Yemen and Ukraine!
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Am a cork on the waves,
In kettle, am bubble,
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Where are they?
Can I help?
Are alive?
Injured?
Dead?
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Or are they refugees?
On the run, immigrants?
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Of Ukraine I hear
What about the others?
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Feel being like Kebab
On fire and flames!
And miss all war victims
In dungeon, am silenced!