Go Get Lost Or Shut Up Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Go get lost or shut up

Dined and wined for free
How can you talk to me?
Of Muslims, terrorists
Saudis, Yemenis, Syria, Israel.

I have and will try
To balance what I know
Use as herb, food of love
But not if, you are blind.

Cultures are what I know
Have lived with, major in
They vary, are many, flowers
Wide, lovely their garden.

One of them shawarma
I had it with smile, kiss and hug
The man was of Hijaz
The girl came of Jordan.

You live, know with a bowl
Small as if spoon, a scoop
Your brain is brick; narrow mind
Squeezed with cement into wall.

The max that you may know
Is you and, if you know
But not rest; though you talk
Go get lost or shut up.

In my sight never come
Or never talk of hate…
This is me, this is I
Go get lost or shut up.