Nassy Fesharaki

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Wigan Pier - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

For years
Years and years and years
He lived in Asia
A master... (Somehow)
Much he did not write
But to soldiers “Stand-up”
(As patriot, nationalist)
For the ‘Great War’
But for Wigan
(Poor of the higher race)
And against ‘The others’
He became trumpet...
Blown voice to space...

What a shame...
Heart of Darkness

Topic(s) of this poem: literature

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  • (4/4/2014 7:41:00 PM)

    Perhaps without the early blows there would be no effect. They accumulate into blasts.
    Thanks for your comment, brave writer.
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  • (4/2/2014 8:26:00 PM)

    i suppose what he blew for them had little effect (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 2, 2014

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