Richest Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Richest

"Third richest…" said anchor,
-then after played song;
-song of hers…

I listened to the song
- (kind of liked…)
-with it in ears
-attacked thoughts
-came question:
- "Where from?
-and how come? "

"Queen, First…, Rowling, next…"
"…she is the third woman; England's! "

Rushed anger, of The First
-could forgive Third, Second.

Wealth!
Wealth!
Wealth!

"Some have it! "
"Some in need! "
"On what base? "

Felt deep pain
-like migraine!
-then shouted:
- "Injustice! "
- "Injustice! "
- "Injustice! "

Wish could have a dagger
-sharp and hard, poisoned
-to impair eyes, ears…
-calm, smooth and bliss
-I assume and can guess;
- life will be without them!

They are the enemies of brain!