Kingly Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Kingly

Powerful; he was king
Thirty men in cooking
War broke
Enemy
Came bad luck and he lost.

A soldier at the door
Lunch arrived in bucket
Loser king was thinking:
“Shall I eat? ”

Came along single dog
Astray
Shoved its head, was eating
Soldier warned:
“Rid of dog…”

Shah motioned
Scared dog ran way
On its neck was bucket.

The king laughed
Laughed out-loud
Soldier thought:
“Crazy he is gone.”

In king’s mind:
“Ups and downs of bitch world,
Men those days; now, one dog…”

What to say to soldier?
King sat down:

“World is whore; I, fire
Soldier sees, the lava.”