Help Me Please Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Help me please

I'm looking for a tool
Whatever, just useful
Like a car in old days
That needed a handle
"Crank and, start it."

My body is like coat
Too small, I've grown
I must break out of it
Need a tool to commit
Step in, help me please

With drugs or a knife
With a noose or drop
With running under car
With sinking in the lake
Or working and thinking

I must break out of this
I know how, bad it feels
Feeling being squeezed
Under law, lawlessness
In day light, in darkness

I'm looking, for a tool
Step in, help me please
That in mind, be useful
Under law-lawlessness
In day light or darkness

This is words of soldier
"Killing was on purpose"
He is loud, "apologizes"
This is of ‘Forgiveness'
They killed all the males

He wrote to Iraq's Noor
"Dear Nora, I'm sorry"