The Brothers Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

The Brothers



The Brothers

War is war regardless
Even there the rich one rips and gains
Not the poor, no slave.

And this hurts
And this hurts
And this hurts
Badly burns
Head to toe; back and forth…

Thanks to war
Thousands died
If not in millions
Most young men.

If not dead
Became lost
No return

But of these only two "Brothers"
USA's are talked of
Directs it Sheridan and writers:
Bier and Benioff.

Having been a soldier
In distance of Afghan
Brother took charge and
Comforted wife and child
They had sex and found love.

But in fact…
It has been with Chaco
With Iraq and Iran
And still in Yemen, Syria
This film was awarded:
Three wins and fifteen nominees

What about brothers?
Before then? After then?
India, Pakistan?

Most of all Africans, Andean chains and tied?

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