With The Taliban Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

With the Taliban

In nineteen-ninety-nine
Forcefully left Iran,
Lived amongst Taliban!

Was afraid, on the run,
No permit to read, write,
Left good past far behind.

Remembered my stars
On shoulders, and flights
Over the Persian Gulf…

Recalled the Dhofar's fights
Between the left and right
And Iran was involved!

I was a dog, of the dog,
Liaison officer
In Oman and Amman,
We pleased Pentagon!

Fell the Shah off the thrown
And came time for mullahs,
We became the milk cows
For vulture, jackal, fox,
They lied and blamed us:
"Are agents for abroad! ! ! "

The ancient VIP
Lives like the rats and mice,
And his age has made walls,
Feel ignored, seen as none.

Most news that read, watch
Dilute the wrong with junk.

Trump went, came Biden
To spend more taxes,
Threatens non-Yankees
With drones and bombers.