Indian Guillotine Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Indian Guillotine



Indian Guillotine

Am tired of the sites
-whenever are on line
-in words or video
-and or in a live talk

Limited they are like
-an ant in body size

"Brutal…" said a site
-…of killing animals
-when men in India
-killed the goats

One brought
-one by one
-held body and the legs
-and firmed head in grip…

Exactly as was the Guillotine
-in France
-exact, fixed…
-till came down the blade
-thanks to G, gravity

But here matador stood there
-with his sharp big dagger
-and head was gone at once
-not even a blink; epsilon of second

Not only I love to
-get rid of fucking life
-in this way
-that believe such killing
-is far more humane
-than that of abattoir with shock, cut

Yes, killing overall
-regardless of its kind is crime,
-if being of mankind, animals

This is more humane! ! !

Tuesday, July 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity
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