From Roosters To Pigeons Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

From roosters to pigeons

Born in mountains, village
And live in Vancouver,
Have seen lots of changes.

The start was one culture,
Now life is expanded,
Bundled are languages…

Many ask: "Which is the best? "
I repeat my answer: "It depends."

Change skin, live like them,
Use your heart with changes.

Everyday test myself,
Looking in the mirror,
Verify my judgment.

Compare shelters, chalets,
Tepee life with the castle,
A horse cart, with a plane.

Then smile and answer:
"It depends."

When thinking about bed,
"On the bus, in a hotel? "
"In a desert or in a cave? "
"On a rock, on the water? "

And smile once again:
"It depends."

Think of meals, digestion,
Restaurant? In the kitchen?

Recall life in the village
With roosters as rulers.

The pigeons turned teachers:
"Equal is a woman with a man."