Striking Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Striking



Striking

Once I heard, body parts
-disagreed, had a fight
-heart said that it is king:
-take blood and the food
-give you air, take waste
-without me you are dead
-Brain said it is boss:
-heart is right but is knight
-I issue the orders
-heart obeys what I say
-all from eyes to hands to feet
-every part, everything
-must obey my command
-among the claimants
-eye, ear, mouth and nose
-lungs, tummy and throat
-each of them had a turn
-claim was clear, the throne
-the crown, rights to be far above …
-with power to twist tip of pen
-make a wall, don't let in
-"Executive…" is the "…Order"

Days passed and each of those
-who claimed to be king
-in meeting…disagreed…
-started to weaken, go dizzy
-they blamed, were worried
-the right has poisoned, the left is the devil
-the wrong is of neighbours, in front or behind

Result of research came, was funny
-they sat and discussed and all agreed
-"You are boss to us all! "
-they told ass that was on strike…

Hey friends, hungry and in need and labours
-be aware of the fact…we are source of power
-ignore what the men of arms, commands
-tell us, say; claim or is demand
-we are boss…can kill them without knife

Sunday, March 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle
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