Nassy Fesharaki

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Kill - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki


Kill, is the word I am the most familiar with
Used as a joke, between parent-child
Or between friends in a game
To the threat in a fight

Kill, is the most heard word in my life
From the worms and insects; in the farms
To using milk products, to meat, the animals
To times that left overs are covered; with mould

Kill, is the word I read of, when invaders attack
And when war and hunger driven Europeans
Arrive in the lands they never knew to give new names
From ‘conquistadores’ to savages and Indians, enslaved
And reduce the residents in millions
And when Pole livers witness the Vikings
In Quebec

Kill, is the word I heard; used for resident Indian child,
To the fertilizers and pesticides
And now…

Kill is what takes many lives in Yemen, Libya and outside
Syria and their peoples in the sea…at borders; in trucks

I want to kill me not to hear
The damn ‘kill’, not any-more.

Topic(s) of this poem: murder

Comments about Kill by Nassy Fesharaki

  • Fatemeh Tarkashvand (1/17/2016 8:29:00 AM)

    Unfortunately these days killing is the easiest job of a bunch of wild beast who call themselves human.
    thanks for sharing. I present you all red roses of my homeland dear.
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    Nassy Fesharaki (1/17/2016 9:34:00 AM)

    lovely, thanks you

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 28, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, August 28, 2015

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