Josh Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Josh

Today we, once again,
Joined to work together.

His long hair unbundled,
Was curly around the neck,
Sincere, his comment:
"You, Gandhi, reincarnated."

I have had a rich life,
In action, long in time.

Some hear and suspect,
Some adore and respect.

Helpless, he made a call,
It was long after the job,
I was back in no time…

Yes, this is how we are!

"Can I pay for the fuel? "
I replied: 'No! at all…'

I told him of Ernest,
And Chaco's bike rider:
"They gave me new life,
Selflessly, were too kind,
This is what I pay them,
I follow their trend,
Roll sleeves to give help."

From now Josh will talk:
'Give a hand and be nice.
Improve the social life.'

Some may call it Karma,
Some say, Lord, Yahweh,
And some, God, or Allah,
Some give it other names,
All of these mean the same.

Such loans need settlement.