Whales Beached In Chile - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Whales beached in Chile
Pacific and I am in body of the whale after loss
Lost the game.
In me rings a message, a vision and advice:
Cautiously, as did the prophets
I turn to a shepherd in plain and desert
talk to well; end in cave.
“Die before it is late…”
Like Mary having bulged
I sit in loneliness till he comes.
helpless I, and hopeless.
And in mind:
“honour and, pride and; the respect…
“I want my dignity, freedom…”
“Then go die.”
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