Need To Kill Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Need to kill

Visited a shop to
-talk with the metal-smith
-to make a venomous-knife of steel.

Want badly!
Want badly!
Want badly!

I told him
-as does child, crying
-when sick and hungry.

Read message in his eyes:
- "Want the job, but what for? "
-suspicious, had his doubts.

"Have order to kill him…"
-I told him while rushing,
-no mention of Thomas Edison.

Wondered with open mouth,
-rolled his eyes; fell his jaw.

A question was painted on forehead
-we exchanged glances in silence!

I had to break ice! ! !
Was lost how! ! !

People are different
-so were we, he and I.

"Have you been to deserts? "
"What about sea trips? "
"Out of town at mid night?

Was searching for bricks and cement,
-though still short of base, foundation
-for building the high-rise on columns
-to allow, legally, murdering inventor:
- "He shed the second light; Satan first! "