Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 77,339 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

Paradise - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki


It was in seventy
Thank you for asking.
Now things are coherent.
Thanks to us, the boomers.

Here is example
I drove in Corvair
No was not a corvette
My young car had four years.
In place of engine I carried the bundles.
On my way, I drove to Big Sur.

This is my encounter:
Some youths were in the woods
Some gathered, had fire
With them boiled a kettle.
In the midst of the night
Somebody had sitar
I too, was called, welcomed
Cup of tea was offered…

What a life…

Of same age and same thoughts
We rebelled patriarchs
“No beating of the kids like the dogs…
No woman limited to yarn, barn
And no war, Vietnam,
The same are black, white
No abuse, any kind…”

These were time’s slogans.

We shared food, heart and love
We broke all the walls
We cheered Kelly for, removing his gloves
“Imagine” we sang in praising John Lennon
We lifted all the chains.

Now you ask where we are
Look deeper to see us
In war zones, call for peace
We gave up all our lives
As I gave half my things
To the youth in Big Sur
We are the foundation
Look at your paradise.

Women are equal
No more of black, white
We removed the “savage”
Replaced with “First Nation”

Look deeper my dear
What of us, is alive
You can see everywhere.

Topic(s) of this poem: revolution

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 27, 2015

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