Emanada Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Emanada



Empanada

Must have been different
-the long past and the days
-when people did not have
-what we call: "The Mirror."

They knew not their looks
-neither form nor the shape
-of face, cheek, nose, ears.

But women, these devils
-the serpents with apples
-marvellous, tireless inventors
-must have seen in water
-what men saw in open…

I see these on the walls and move on
-I fly low and high to end in USA
-of the nineteen thirties, crop-sharing,
-wow…people and lives are miseries.
-Then fly…free fall for meeting Stalin
- "genocide, " we read in recorded history!

Then move on; Central Asia, see Gorki
-an agent, communists'; letter-changings!
-Now, people use and write Cyrillic script
-and with it are distanced from their history
- (of their past; recorded in writing…)

Back and forth I hop and change grounds
-go from sea to beach and forest, on trees
-it is now Nixon time, and Ping—Pong
-politics…Watergate…what a shame…

My wings are, not yet cut; now they are!
-I fly and fly all around to Dhofar…
-I witness the cold war as is taught…
-Fear is planted in our hearts:
- "The Red is on the way…soon…
-will…come…and…and…and…

All are lies, lies and lies!
Lies…lies…lies…

The lies are all US product…
Then to now…

Once again want to meet
The Greatest Madam, Liberty.

We have met…
She let me in crown that she wears…
I, even went to torch…

In her hand I saw why I was forced
-threatened by a gun: "Leave Judy! "
-she who was and remains my lady…
-innocent…Romeo…Juliet…
-damn fathers…brainwashed…
-by churches … by cold war…

Read Ernest Hemingway, Rodeos
-cheering the bullfights and hunting…
-be brave, be a man…see Old-Sea…

Suddenly
Suddenly
Suddenly

In my hand a mirror in which I appear
-Twin-Sisters are by me, on fire and falling
-in White House sits someone crazy…

Secret cells, Guantanamo, water board
-see the world while choking
-everywhere in open and secret
-CIA has planes camouflaged; private
-and people are shackled, in orange…

See ISIS do same things
-Jordanite pilot is in a cage
-is alive, on fire and burning

The world is volcano, we lava
-tsunamis keep coming "No-ending! "

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