In Chopper Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

In chopper

Read a colleague's poem
Was about him, rappel
From hurling chopper,
Going to save injured.

I called him a comrade
When writing a comment.

Possibly, if we share
Stories together,
We will have many tales
Like cup of Darjeeling!

The readers can enjoy
Victoria's Tea-Party
In royals' patios.

They sip and look at dusk,
Talk about soldiers lost,
Watch the sun lose to night.

The poet with poem
On, about rappelling
Has acted, possibly
In home of enemy.

He did not mention the
Two zones that criminals
Such as Bush and Reagan
Invaded, not welcomed,
(Iraq and Afghanistan…)

I look in the mirror:
The poet did the same,
But quite different…

In Nineteen-Ninety-Nine
I was with Ahmad Shah.

Poet saved invader,
We carried a martyr.