Wierd Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Weird

They called it "House"
-but in fact, was "Palace"
-of stones, crystal
-collections kept inside
-made it Louvre, Hermitage

It was one more knocking
-door to door for learning

"Sneak in on this path! "
-said the girl on way out
-so, I did, rang the bell
-and asked for Andrew

Soon I had kids at door
-two girls and single boy
-playful, round thirteen
-they joked, laughed
-were funny…

Their claim:
- "We are all siblings! "
-but were not
-and the game kept changing

I loved them for being
-who they were
-though were rich
-whom, deeply I dislike

I see rich of that kind
-as leeches and vampire
-excessive wealthy lives
-on shoulders and head of
-the abused; kept slaves

But kids are innocents
-regardless, regardless
-I did, will, must always
-respect them and love them
-they spoke of parents as "weird"