Of Ghazni Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Of Ghazni

When crossed the border
-had a long way ahead
-would have slayed dead
-if had not had those two
-Hazara and Pashto
-as friends and my guides.

It was night when slept
-in city Lashgar-gah
-and same was arrival
-in Ghazni, at midnight.

We got room in hotel
-but soon ran out and left
-to hide in stable…

The Pakis had come and
-were ruling the rulers,
-Taliban…

Therefore, I feel blood
-and rubbles from guns
-and see eyes in blood…

That is so as if am still there
-in hiding
-and the walls are falling!

Am angered when I read:
- "Taliban and Trump
-are signing treaty…"
-Soon after another:
-US bombed their leaders!

I speak in Farsi
-part of me is Ghazni
-one soul in two bodies.

Nonsense is these comments!
Who am I to agree with Yankee?
Whom they think, consider: "Stupid! ! ! "