I Forgot Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

I forgot

I forgot devotions…
I forgot emotions…

To me they meant mother…

Then when my pet was
-came the time I feared
-approaching the hen pet…

She became serious
-changed her voice
-behaviour and her
-shape…

She dropped chest feathers
-appealing and sexy and topless
-selected a corner
-gathered eggs, made soft nest.

Sat on them…

No more was my friend!

NowSheWas
APerfect…
Expect to be Mother.

I waited anxiously
-and spied secretly
-she behaved as stealth
-rolled the eggs side to side
-rotated once in while…

Well-aware, knew which
-knew when, knew how.

She was a miracle
-perfect dot in nature…

Then hatched eggs
-one by one to the end.

Saw tears in her eyes
-when some eggs remained
-dead and silent…

There I felt the moments
-that mother, or sister,
-or one of relatives,
-forcefully,
-aborted or faced a stillborn.
- "Baby? Dead? "

Motherhood to me was
-greatest.
-Respected quotation:
- "Under feet of mother,
-is the key to Heaven."

Whenever
-as a child
-mom took me for bathing
-where, all were the ladies
-saw cracks on tummies
-looked at them with respect:
- "Is mother…given birth…"

Never saw a mother
-with an eye for the sex.

A mother meant mother
-every part…to breast
-with which fed
-the baby in open.

Her breast was branch
-of tree with fruits
-not a part of the sex.

Then time changed
-motherhood died and went
-under thick blanket
-of lust, sex…
-with which eyes are obsessed.

I forgot
-all about motherhood
-and the key to heaven
-and respect…
-and when she came between
-and was source for the peace
-and all men retreated
-dropped swords and daggers
-bowed, obeyed…

I forgot!
I forgot!
I forgot!

Like others
-what I saw
-what was shown
-was tight pants
-showing butts
-crack of genitals.

Till that day
-saw running squirrel.

Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.

I told her
-she too had
-a part, bare
-as did hen
-in old days.

Motherhood
Devotions…
Emotions…

Once again
-took meaning; lived in me
-and became part of me
- "Must respect the mother."

Why do I feel orphan?
What's happened?
Where is mom?

Who killed her?
Who killed her?
Who killed her?

Want nature.
Want nature.
Want nature.

What are these?
The machines?
Cloning?
The Google?
Internet?
And TV?

The hell with the modern.
The hell with the modern.
The hell with the modern.

Beg the world
-the able
-the men and the women
-the caring
-the active observant
-aware of old culture
-and all of the learned

Beg you all
Beg you all
Beg you all

Let's start a riot.
Let's start a riot.
Let's start a riot.

Either join and unite
-to revive livelihood
-or kill me…had enough.