Betrayal
Oh, please, give me my shouting back,
Return my worries and my fears
I want them all returned…
I shouted: "Down with Shah, "
I shouted: "No corrupt, "
I shouted: "No cruel…"
I shouted: "Leave me free."
Want them back…
All of that…
Simple, I, knew not
That even "Statue" is corrupt
I mean the: "One with torch, "
(The torch that I went in…)
I used to sit and watch
The hero of the films
In which he was justice,
Bore voice of confidence:
"Wins the good, innocent! "
He, too was a liar
Saw him in "Green Berets! "
Rob Moore died for money,
Sold his pen to John Wayne,
Invested by White House:
To fool world: "We are nice."
Not even Hollywood felt OK
With offer of John Wayne!
With many such movies,
Sure, White House has betrayed
The simple hardworking taxpayers,
(Pentagon-CIA obey the warmongers!)
Want my youth and money
And life that have spent…
Nassy Fesharaki
Topic(s) of this poem: hypocrisy