Fernando Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Fernando

I fly on the song; it has wing
I close my eyes to, have dream
Softly and quiet; ABBA sing
ULF our flight; and I think...

Lajes of Terceira comes to mind
Each trip we stay for two nights
Then after for US, to depart
Cargoes were time to time
For forces, for the Shah
And those who knew bow
Furniture for Alam, minister…
The cargoes of Maxim
History repeated…
Persian might.

Islands in cluster
Atlantic is ocean
Azores of Portugal,
Deeply are cultural.

The US Air Force Base
For reason named Lajes,
On Pico, consulate.

If there is a heaven
That is where it must be.

Memories pour like rain
Come storms with thunder
Red Square and marches
Moscow's guys, Washington's
Are fighting; we are pawns.

I played Fernando drinking Matheus
Enjoying the hard bonds; smoking cigarette

Oh dreams, memories; go leave me;
With you run in my mind stories;
Have to have a drink and sleep.