Viciously Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Viciously

I swear, yellow hair
Is watching full of hate,
Bites his lips viciously!

Either thinks or speaks
In whisper or loudly:
"Can ever, I too, be? "

Well, Donald, hear out:
"Keep burning, in and out
Since you are man of gun
As well as National Guard
Sent to use their batons
And shoot as does blind,
Attacking like wolves, dogs
With sharp fangs and claws,
You never will become
John Lewis or his kind…"

You may be buried in
One of lands that belong
To the poor but carries
Your dirty name on it.

Wish was there to observe
Your ugly jaw fallen
And collapse of your heart.

As one of the many
That dislike your way in
Seeing men and women
Of "Not us, " and colour
Will enjoy seeing you
Be food of vampires,
Coyotes and vultures.

Beg people and readers
Not ever make mistake
This is not personal…

Trump hurt all mankind!