The Sky Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

The Sky

With Southeast in front,
See snow on peak of
Bluish Baker's Mount.

On forehead have frown,
Bubble words as if shout:
"To you the curse of God! "

Yesterday same sky
Gave us rain and flood,
With fatal mudslides,
But today hosts the sun!

Am angered, yet happy
Joy dances on my cheeks
Feel the wrinkles laughing.

Keep thinking:
"What are they?
What are we? "

What are the sun and moon?
What are mountains, cold, heat?

In my mind a current
Rises high and circles:
"Dinosaurs and mammoth,
Failed like you, accept it! "

Mirror shines in my heart:
"Destroyed by own kind! "