Crumb Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Crumb



Crumb

Was in my twenties,
When I made a movie.

I look back to compare,
Vey past with today.

Crazy, was concerned,
And disliked injustice,
Misery and hunger!

Named my film:
"Crumble! "

Or "A bite, "
Travel of grain,
To be food on table
After market, kitchen,
Then ending in garbage!

This body saw changes,
But the heart has remained,
Pure, child's, as was then…

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