To The United Nations Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

To the United Nations

He lies as his book does,
Which Moses?
Abraham?

These fictions are all lies,
For one sake, brainwash! ! !

These racists always say:
"We are God's children,
His best and favorites,
As rulers, his chosen."

I do not believe them,
Their heroes are devils,
They oppress all others!

And if once…
Only once…
Feel burning,
Feel a bite…

They cry like showers:
"We suffer for others,
We brought milk, sugar,
To feed poor children,
Were ambushed,
By darkness…"

But they are spiders,
Their webs are spread,
They are leeches, vultures,
They are foxes, jackals,
Have their show, pretend,
Use shrines like churches!

Which Moses?
Abraham?

It is time for science,
To bury fictitious,
Heroes of these liars!