Harry Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Harry

Unlike most who see them
On surface…

I read of Princes;
The Harry and Meghan…

I dream of meeting the ones who
To me are the leeches in the life
And curse and bad message…

I am so since oppose
The brutal rulers…

How to judge this couple?

Take my time and recall Diana
Study, analyse…

She died in car crash…
Was it an accident or escape?

Put Harry in mirror
And we talk!

Hear him revealing
I listen, and listen, and listen.

Feel being a pastor in the box
He repents with confess
I decide:
"Forgiven; sins dropped…"

He married descendent of slave
Took her as a free, beloved
Wife and his equal…

"Monarchy, " I tell him
"…has been and is a pain…"

After ends my silence:
"But you are different! "

I know I am honest;
Feel we can be friends
And Meghan is witness…

We talk of a life in Canada:
"Must prove that you are
Opposing to Rupert as leader
To Co. of Hudson Bay…"

Mesmerised, lacks knowledge:
"Condition accepted…"
He repeated, confirmed.

I ask him to take part
In making a huge public Park
And name it after man of wisdom:
"Cree Chief with the name of Big Bear…"

Found Harry all ears;
Meghan looked and nodded…

I smiled and welcomed
The rebels of royals…

Yes, I know the couple
May, can be the target
For ego of careless.

"No worries; " I tell them
And later explain:
"The locals have culture
To adopt the orphans
As their own children…"

In the way that I say
They become first couple
Of the London Royals
To live and to belong
To this land and the hosts.

First Nations were open
To Queens and the Kings!