Test Is On Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Test is on.

They laid eggs giving birth
They grew in numbers
They ate; walked
Home, Tight-Jar

Depth of jar is desert of Hejaz
Pea's powder making sands
Mythical stories like Bible
Underneath, deep buried
Right and wrong Israel
Cloaks of Philistines

Deep, deeper, forgotten
Those greens of fathers
Long ago died; is gone
The result, Black Gold
Changes life to a might
Now all bad killer wars

Apocalypse
They; many
Dead, alive
They crawl
Black cloak

As our life
Jar is tight
Test is on.