Inuit Village Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Inuit village

Years ago somebody too close
-told a joke in question:
-"What happens...? "

He said and expected
-an answer

"…if police runs into police, burns? "
-I was lost so wondered
-he replied:
-"You can smell bacon…"

Years have passed
-joke remains in my mind
-now too serious
-I agree with a burned police to…
-smell as does jambon
-they are pigs…

Reason? This:
-"He held knife…
-and headed toward us…
-…attacked us…"

Let's believe the claim
-but police used pistol
-…against knife…
-…and kill him…
-with gunshot…

Police is true pig
-couldn't shoot in arm, leg?
-I ignore all the rest,
-forget the how and where
-faith, flag and anthem…