Persian Prince - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
“Years ago…” I am told:
“A prince, arrested, was turned to, a slave…”
I followed life, actions.
He is sold in market
Master is greedy; he smart.
Contract between them
He, a self-employed to pays fees.
Prince goes to Caliph:
“The Master is cheater, with breach...”
In ears are stones, on the tongue is honey:
“Go and think, come again…”
Again turns to again and again
Till one day.
Omar is in the Mosque
Suddenly Omar feels a dagger in his side:
“This is for hypocrites.”
Says prince who is killed soon after.
Is it time to change such characters?
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