Eating Her Baby Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Eating Her Baby



Eating her baby

Karakul is a cap
-worn by khans and grands
-was mirror to stands
-it was of the skin
-of fetus and babies!

Pregnant when sheep
-was taken to be killed
-for peeing the infant
-while still half alive
-brutal!

This cap was a fashion and style!

In Andes on shops' walls
-One can see babies of
-the Lamas.

There they are hung; dried
-to be sold, sacrificed
-to greatest mother
-Mother Earth
-a sort of
-brutal!

Therefore I cautiously
-choose my food with efforts
-to avoid blood, deaths…!

But today I did same…
-cut neck of a female
-pregnant…

My first bite was on child…
-also ate all of mom!

Ate all of onion
-head to tale
-including green!

Poor Fetus! ! !

Wednesday, April 5, 2017
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