My Radio Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

My radio

Already I miss my radio
That is my feeling with guests
Coming to stay
Regardless of the time

Always…

I am addict…

My radio is
-invoking
-evoking
-and knowledge
-injecting

I guess I never sleep
-not really
-not deep

News and reports
-carve in my brain
-from Germany to Africa
-from London to Far East
-and detention centres
-and displaced camps
-and refugees barracks
-all the way to power
-this venomous whore
-turning hand in hand
-going from palace to palace
-castle to castle
-throne to throne
-on the shoulders of
-gladiators
-slaves
-oppressed
-and fooled
-blind to ditches on the road
-and the shanties
-and the dogs
Gone astray…