Peruvian Kari Kari Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Peruvian Kari Kari

To those who eagerly
-go out to study
-or listen foolishly
-for judgement and comment
-are fast and speeding…

The feel of survival is natural
-to us all
-possibly, even rock
-look at how camouflage
-all sorts of creatures, animals.

Conquest is the name Europe gave
-to murder and looting, and the rapes
-in Andes, Africa and elsewhere…

Some headed for mountains
-some to caves and oceans
-all fled (in a way)
-from the cruel games…

Conquest!
Conquest!
Conquest!

(As was named! ! !)

finally, in Andes
-spread a rumor:
- "They feed you as a guest
-the food is delicious
-but has a poison
-that can kill after days
-when you have, gone, returned
-you will die in the pain…gradual! "

I went to discover
-after long, with my guide
-the leader was scared…
-and happened what happened
-to top our, his fear! ! !

We missed bus
-were tied up
-in the cold and the dark
-had no hope, no shelter.

The young man…
- (So-called guide)
- (from the nearby)
-with tears in his eyes:
- "Now, this is end of us! "

No light there, in mountains
-breeze was like iceberg
-frozen, cold, killer.

We had no food, drink
-nothing for bed, camping,
-or to make a fire, for warming…

The shadows of the death
-spread everywhere
-in plains, on crests…

Fear was everywhere!
Fear was everywhere!
Fear was everywhere!

We survived, and I learned:
- "It was their survival."

They meant to keep their past
-their cultures, ways to mast
-flags of ancestors…

"Bravo…"
-I told them with deepest admire.

Look at the rest of the world
-diluted, polluted with cultures
-enforced by occupiers…
-Peruvian lynching of Canadian
-must follow same reason!