Laborer Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Laborer
Laborer
In ear have ISIS and Hamas, Israel
In my eyes flowers, and the bees flying.
To work in lowest rank, I’m waiting
‘To lift dirt, and make mud and cement, lay bricks.’
Feel like lab, researching the samples, branding
Worthless all, an ocean of nonsense.
Want unite with Khayyam and Hafez, drink wine
Any kind that comes up, from Shiraz to divine.
Friday, July 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: work
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