Painful Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Painful



Painful

Is morning
-am forcing
-myself to be in bed
-though for me
-is too late, very late
-I see it as midday
-for some is too early
- (It is nine!)

Radio
-as always
-is a box
-with the dogs
- (as said mom)
-and come sounds
-in times, wise

Today is of the mines
-Canada in the south

Guatemala…

For many
-it may be
-nothing but…

Not for me…
Not for me…
Not for me…

Canada is base for
-investors in mining
-number of registered
-is the most,
-is the most
-is the most

Canada is one of
-G7
-advanced and civilised
-well-starred, well-starred
The people
-world around
-aim to come and settle

And they come
And they come
And they come

Investors
-and skilled
-displaced; war-ridden,

Among them are many
-who lie, cheat…
-and succeed

For me the radio
-is a box
-magic lamp

Come to mind
-past and mom
-and the mines

Most of all
-BEHANDING
- (my movie,
-which is in process...)

In it Che turns rebel
-thanks to the USA's
-coup in the Guatemala
- (sickened him inside out)

I followed his path and
-am sickened inside out
-still there, in Andes
-the same life; brutal
-invasions, new-kind

The same mess
The same mess
The same mess

I was there, in Peru
-places like Huari,
-destroyed air to earth,
-all waters, Oroya's
-I witnessed "Doe Run"
-pioneers' bastard child
-same as them, brutal
-poisonous are the mines
-as had done the Yankees
-during the US expansions
-when mother Liberty
-became wolf; opened palm
-to grab everyone
-UFC, Argentine
-and her likes
-with too-known gangsters
-Film-subjects, with Oscars
-one among the movies
-Redford and Newman's
-Sundance Kid, Cassidy
-raindrops keep falling
-best selling
-and all are falsified;
-as always, as always
-as always
-to make us sit praise
-USA, USA, USA
-together and in cave
-have remained Vampires
-Pentagon, NSA
-FBI, CIA

Wait for me "Dear Che"
-wait, wait, wait
-am coming
-am on way
-am on way
-am on way

I was a simple boy
-born to be mountains' child
-to become a farmer

I have changed
I have changed
I have changed

Thanks to the injustice
-of the rich and wealthy
-and corrupt; and liars
-in Houses like the "White"
-every house with red knob
-and the ones with gavel

Went to Saint Vicente
-was actor (theatre's)
-landlord for two robbers
(Sundance and Cassidy)

The book of theirs is gone
-people poor, were and are
-winners are those in mines
-ordering, gathering, exporting
-the wealth to Canada…

For me not strange
-is not if I hear
-women of Guatemala
-crying:
- "We were kicked
-beaten, raped…"

They make a single dot
-in the vast-wide sky
-a drop, in oceans
-borderless

I have been
I have seen
Have photos
Recorded Videos
Have albums and papers
Most of all
Simple heart
Full of pain, broken…

Thursday, November 23, 2017
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