And They Laughed Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

And they laughed

Came to town, left village
In black pants, white shirt
And on feet, wore ‘Giveh'.

Was a child, unaware
Of the looks, and people.

Their smiles meant insult
How would I know, a child?

Awareness was of bulb
In our room, it was hung.

In village our space
Was grand, limitless.

We had chains of mountains
And many farms, gardens
On hillsides, in plains.

Now, here, in city
For all the family
Only a single room!

My conscious was disturbed
When noticed those people.

The city's behaviour,
They called us: "Dehati! "

To them, we villagers
Were donkeys and worthless.

They never thought of food
Made of our crops, fruits…

Deeply feel sad for them,
It is must and will fight
The manner, idea
Of people with claim:
"We know, are superior…"