From Qoquitlam Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

From Coquitlam

With too much on my hands,
Come from Coquitlam.

Went, fetched him yesterday,
To help him with his pains.

In short text complained:
"I must leave this place."

Did not ask, nor mentioned,
Cause, reason of anger
Till later, in the car:
"A row with landlord's wife! "

He is in age when I,
Was jobless and exiled,
Hungry, all alone,
Far from kids and love.

He, also, reminds me
Of murders, suicides,
To put end to bad life!

I, I, I and techniques
With Machine-training,
Psychic deals, narcotics
Neuroscience, many Pills:
"Take the dozes and sleep, "
Are pillars of disease!

Had counted on friend
To convict and blame:
"That bitch is disaster! "

I withheld: "No, never,
To convict, need reason! "

Sympathise with friend,
His father killed himself,
His mother, old, helpless,
He, sick and is stressed!