Two Pebbles Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Two pebbles

Like me, child of mountain,
That rock, now a pebble,
Thanks to winds in winter,
And the heat of summer,
Was cut and rolled away!

We know of right and left,
We know of give and take,
We know sun, and seabed!

Taking time, we speak,
Shed tear, eyes bleed!

Steam are the past old stories,
Our parents and older friendships!

'Some friends are buried, '
Says stone, sighs, tells me:
'In grave, mud, dark, deep! '

Picture my varied friends,
In the faiths, and cultures,
Lifestyles, backgrounds,
All are gone, I lost them!

'It was hard to be cut,
From peak, free fall,
All the way, until I, '
Hear the pebble say,
And I feel exact same!

To pebble, and myself,
Cruel were the currents,
With insults, disrespect!

Lonely and far away
From light, in tunnels,
Feel crawl of snakes!

Once weight of measurement,
Now on waves, we are hays!