Tribute Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Tribute

In the air lingers the
Smell of their sweat.

We went to celebrate
Brother's engagement.

We had fun, enjoyment
But always good has end…

We boarded to return,
Caravan of busses
Was attacked by weather.

They slipped into or
Landed in iced water.

Our monsters needed help,
And attacked the devil
Of the icy pallets
With gusts and drizzles.

Out of mind, I, cadet
Of army, was all set
For going out to help
Those needy drivers.

Most of men in busses
Acted like what is said
Of a weak girl, woman,
In blankets, hidden…

Shameless and openly
They claimed being sick!

Some talked of the wild bear
Being there, were scared!

Their women's tribute
Made me feel grateful,
They heated my clothes
On, around their breasts!