I'M A Fish Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Fish in well
And the well in desert
There is a long chain of wells
Connected, by canals, interlocked

I’m grey
Deep dark grey
Blue grey of the well
Camouflaged for darkness
My days dark as are the nights

My hands are on the walls
Climbing to see sun
I have heard
Bright one
In sky

This climb and the one in Evin
A man’s dad, pick in hand
Dug the wells for water
Somehow an engineer
His son ends in Evin

Son like me
Hands on walls
To climb; tried hard
With the window diagonal
His eyes saw the boots of a guard

I’m a fish
Grey fish in the well
In desert, underground
And tunnels are lightless
There is no light at their end
Just greed, all greed is greed
There is no light at their end
There is no light at their end.