Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 82,539 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

I Swear To... - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

I swear...

"I swear…" he shouted
"This is oath…undertake…"
and went on:
"I shall wash and clean as you do laundry."

He talked of the cultures, language…
"They are dirt,
they are filth,
they brought misery."

I listened and observed
his face red with anger
had frown in forehead
looked like a shepherd dog
foam in mouth kept barking:
"Pollution…that is all what they are."

Totally mystified I stared and he said:
"Take it back to your land…this is ours."

Then shouted:
"You call me Indian…"
then he laughed:
"See yourself in mirror stupid; Indian? "

Topic(s) of this poem: political utopia

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  • (1/26/2016 6:15:00 AM)

    Amazing and amusing write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 26, 2016

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