Sands And Ashes Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Sands and ashes

Like the time in desert
soft breeze, sand masses
gorgeous the canvas of,
Earth, nature, and heavens

Lines in curves, straight
in furnace the ashes…
in brain memories…

Media sends news…
Korea and H-Bomb…
market fall, oil's price…
but Yemen forgotten…

There the road red-carpet
dead, flesh and blood.

Oh cry and cry and cry
for the man of the day
brainless, the machine
camera, laundromat, drier.