Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 71,402 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

My Twin The Donkey - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

My twin the donkey

See me push my donkey
You stand, and you laugh
It is mean…

Yes, my life’s best friend
Sat on him sometimes fell
Brain-wise, the twins.

He was large, I small
Gave me ride, at his will
He issued the permit.

Once he kicked
Once concerned
I was keen to know him.

Now, I know but too late
Caring-less why and where,
Late indeed.

Come news and I read:
“Drones work, chaotic…”
Who, what scene?

“Let’s forget what has passed…”
I hear creoles’ descendants
and their kin.

“Oh no, no…” I shout but
my mouth in deep sea;
am not heard.

No-one hears; do not want
“The crops and fruits…
come of seeds…”

Topic(s) of this poem: political


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 15, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 15, 2015


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