I Try Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

I try

"I try, " she says but
I became grenade,
Burst into shrapnel
And blew to pieces
Scattered all over!

She is child of twelve…
She tries to forget…

What can you, I, expect?
Can she reconsider?
And forget?

She has been insulted
Along with her culture
And blood and parents…

Open eyes
Take steps
Back and forth
In and out
Of her soul…

You made her to observe
What you are and were made
By schools and system,
They said, you repeated:
"Red is the inferior…"

Now she will ask questions
From books and elders:
"Who are we? What happened? "

She will learn of Big Bear
Spirits that wandered
And the noose around necks
And gallows of Black November!

You filled her with anger,
You taught her to become
"Lioness and fighter! "