Exonerating Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Exonerating

With words I, my slain brother
-will cover the canvas with nicest portrait
-to make you eternal, forever; role model.

I design all the walls
-with huge murals
-and in them you are Sun.

To give life to women, children
-gave your life; stood very firm.

You were for families, displaced,
-and concerned of their life; miserable.

You saw the depths of seas…

"White is like the scorpion;
-can never make friends! "

You respected elders
-sat with them to converse;
-by facing suppleness
- (in kindness, forgiveness
-for fighting gunpowder,)
-went alone to gather
-army of warriors…

You had a logic and
-compared them with themselves:
- "Their men are heroes when
-they loot, kill, rape the girls,
-while we are savages,
-criminals on saddles…"

With words I, my slain brother
-will cover the canvas with the best portrait
-to make you eternal, forever; role model.

I design all the walls
-with huge murals
- and in them you are Sun.
Let you be our soul and spirit
-Wandering Spirit.

You are our Totem and example.
You are our resisting for justice.
You are a fact, shall not be forgotten.

Let you be our soul and spirit
-Wandering Spirit.

Let you be our soul and spirit
-Wandering Spirit.

Let you be our soul and spirit
-Wandering Spirit.

By the lake of Frogs
-the place that is robbed,
-they built a graveyard
-for their dead that they call:
- "Innocents, Massacred! "

But you and your friends
- (Army of Great Men"
-were thrown in a ditch
-dug shallow ditch in the ground;
- (Respected-Mother-Earth.)

Now, you are copy of
-the butchered Atahualpa
-and many old Apus
-descendants of Tupac.

You were left as was the
-Polynices; to be damned
-by God and by the gods.

We will be Antigone
-not just I, all of us.

We make you Catari
-who was pulled by horses
-Quartered while alive!