Nassy Fesharaki

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Demon`s Revenge - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Demon’s revenge

“You have hurt the demon…”
Said Shaman to woman:
“You hurt her children; she kills yours.”

Poor woman was in love
Aborted after months of being pregnant.
Hell was world of woman if without children.
She loved life as it was and the most, her husband.

“How could this have happened? ”
Fervently she questioned, feeling guilt…
“You were first in Hammam at a dawn…”

Said shaman confident
Of her life well-aware.

Public baths in village were two and divided
Time to time; men, women.
She recalled; ‘was morning and she first’
To clean splashed hot water…

“I talk with the demon.”
Shaman had a big pot with wide mouth.
A cloth on its top; his hand in.
Came a sound:
“She is too angry and mourning.”

Woman felt the sorrow:
“Tell her this…”
His hand in once again, Demon talked:
“…” strange was her voice, like whistle
Shaman said: “hiss…let her complain…I try.”

Childless and judged badly, eagerly
Woman moved a little with a guilt.
“Go pray…be careful.” Said shaman.

Simple was that woman, unaware
Of what said; charlatan repeated everything.
He, in fact, was echo of her voice, duplicate.
In the pot, in his hand, toy-duck held, squeezed.

Topic(s) of this poem: superstition

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 24, 2015

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