No King For Me Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

No king for me

I,
Never,
Liked, like,
Kings…

No matter what the names,
In the varied languages,
Shahs, sultans, ayatollahs,
"The shadow of the God? "

No matter,
Male, female,
A loser or winner,
Forcefully, or an heir,
If throned or crowned!

I never liked the kings,
Why should I ever sing:
"God save the king? "

To me they duplicate,
The leeches, vampires,
Do nothing to live well!

Down with Shah and Sultan,
Down with kings all around!

Be kind and keep me out,
Of their sadness and fun!

The kings and their harems,
Are furnished, well designed,
With the people's bent spines,
Bristled, burned with the sun,
Brainwashed to sing hymns:
"The king is god on Earth…! "

The kings and most rulers,
Are worm-like consumers,
Who live in palaces…
This, somehow has to end!