Last Photo Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Last Photo
Last photo
The photos were many
Last of them a dead man
Light brown, under sun
Treeless, desert's dust
Has eaten horizon! ! !
Decomposed, only bones
Fearsome, he is cross!
His clothes are sunburned
Sheltering dried bones.
Hear me in debates
You who rides Mercedes
You who lives in palace
You are the true cause! ! !
So
Damn you! ! !
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