Humans Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Humans



Humans

Marv is a friend
Nasr has recently joined
Both sick, Alzheimer, Parkinson
Older friend is eighty, latter seventy
The first was insurer, and doctor the second
I visited Marv, and had a long phone talk with other.

They made me think: “What are we, humans? ”

Sunday, August 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: human nature
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