Nassy Fesharaki

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Killed In The Air - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Killed in the air

Passengers; and crew (forgotten)
I am sad and sorry; feel danger
Around us, and lives lost
Hear talks of justice
"Must be served"
And I laugh:

I laugh and I laugh; till I cry.

Of anger
Of the games all daily injustice
Politics they play, full of lies; not of heart
Stories following every one; and many eyes cry
Scientists and lovers; pictures through hole of the tree
Stories ‘soft lovely-romantic, mythic-tragedy, horror-gothic'

I laugh and I laugh; till I cry.

Both happened in July
Both flights, passengers (innocents)
Both are shot by missiles made by supers
Both planes Made by Wes; demanding by orders
Both planes were perished, their dead round two, ninety
Look at games, politics is dirty; first as this "Iran Air shot in air"
And this one expanded as if God in heavens has send down fierce devil
But first one was justice, was righteous and honest, God's order to Michael.

I laugh and I laugh; till I cry
What a shame, wish to die...

Topic(s) of this poem: news

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 19, 2014

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