Nassy Fesharaki

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The story of Sinuhe

And he stands there like water
“Ur” in Assyrian; Gilgamesh
His mother’s wine, Luther.

He, colleague first
Became friend
Brother and
Teacher.

He punched the opposition
To defend me, and now
I have lost him as
The fog in sun.

He lost Joseph
His brother
Doctor
story of Sinuhe
Life, I hate you
As fire hates water.

He told me of Sinuhe
He told me
A lot about the past
Ours
Syria and Iraq and Iran, to Egypt

This book I read hurts feelings
Limbo; ‘yes and no’
Sinuhe was, but was not
The one I learned from…

People of the area
Open eye; we are one
All of us, and worldwide

Middle East is the Mom
To the world
Her babies be proud and unite…

Topic(s) of this poem: people


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 15, 2015



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