Cold War Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Cold war

Helpless were pain killers,
Or the pens and paper!

I collapsed breathless,
Acted like dumb and deaf,
Could not write, finish, end,
What he called and mentioned!

Call from the Texas
Spoke of fences, walls,
And borders, and Cold War:
"Their device to kill us! "

I met him in Russia,
Then one of officials
From the UN's side!

His father was a Khan,
Is quite nice, smart,
Now drives the trucks!

Talked politely and shy:
"This is how can survive,
Disgust it as my job! "

Already meant to write,
He added some spice!

My colleagues in UN
Had many clients,
In Russia's Petersburg,
So, he was rejected! ! !

I reread his file,
Now is USA…

Confused, desperate,
His sister, old mother,
In the Yankees' culture
Were in shock, unaware!

My mouth has frozen,
All the words are lifeless,
Are confined to jail's cells,
Superpowers make borders,
How to write, what to say?

Once, Brits and Russia
Marked a land as Afghans':
"Neutral Zone between us! "

Big part of this landlock,
Is target for the bombs,
So, is a testing ground,
For all sides in Cold War!

His impaired old sister
Is in Balkh, has remained!

The mother's oldest son,
Was kidnapped and murdered,
Ashgabat destroyed her youngest!

Enemies evil law
For killing old Iran:
"Vaporize, hang cultures,
Plow wrong, then harvest! "

Among the warmongers
Afghans' blood is worthless!

Governments there are like,
A day, nights seasons of
North Pole the dusk, dawn!

Plenty, like caller's
Siblings, old mother,
Are in pain and suffer!

He, Muslim, Hazara,
In cold war, lost father,
With Reagan, Gorbachev,
Mingling skies, Earth,
Went dreams, hope, friends!