Monkey Ranch - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Heard of poet Julie Bruck naming book “Monkey Ranch”
It is smart; fell in love.
Confession to mankind and our lives.
Like Orwell in his ‘Farm’.
California’s wildfires caused by change, ‘climate…’
Man who lived in Sheep Ranch is homeless
Like the ones on the run; Syrians, Iraqis and Afghans.
All of them: “This is my home; or it was...”
Do Westerns feel the ones who lost home thanks to wars?
(The wars to sell the arms…by bribe…)
Made here, exported with bribes;
The man jailed in Swiss for bribe:
“SNC-company has made me scapegoat; for bribes.'
Did their best to save son (Gadhafi’s) good friend, billions in bribes,
Isn't this friendship, even if smuggling is denied?
Do homeless of fire feel capsized, at borders, and barbed walls?
Do we hear statue next to house; the burnt in California:
“I am like the bombed ones by ISIS, Taliban! ”
Do we pass ignorant as we do in Egypt?
The Egypt’s authoritarian…
Ancient things standing…
The Westerns supportive…
And cruel governing:
“Shoot and kill, even the Mexicans.”
The world is like US senator: “must raise walls.”
We are the animals in the zoo
We must live in the pens, or stalls…
Now the same in Europe, Hungary-Serbia…
Is it game, pursuing ‘terrorist elements’?
Excuse: “were not supposed to be there…”
Is Germans’ accepting, rejecting, playing…
All in all I see the monkey ranch.
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