Where looms death
Sara Rahai
December 10, 2006
iranian.com
Your presence looms in corners here and there
Wears doom as a mask-permanent,
Makes us feel alive
You are the plight
That selects us all
One by one
You are the one fair
In nature’s cruel game
You are the gift we fear but must wear
At times, in tears, we ask for your presence, but,
It’s only in jest
It’s our way to say
“We loathe your permanence”
“We protest your fairness”
“We reject your presence”
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