Submission by Ellias Aghili Dehnavi

[Doctor Fab]

Submission by Ellias Aghili Dehnavi


Last tree


Covetous men make vulturine guns
That are stored in large numbers, in tons
And the ebullient pigeon can't be free
The guns destroyed its home on a tree.

Where the love is to save the tree?
Under which a family made of three
Used to happily smile and drink tea
And enjoy the fresh smell of the sea.

One day, the pigeon killer guns
Started to kill the fathers and sons
The dark clouds of terror did spread
The lonely tree started to bleed.

No reason, no logic no heart at all
They kill as if breaking a wall.
And the blood feeds the tree
Since the terrorists are awfully free.

That last tree stands like the last house
The windows rattle, the blood on a blouse.
In what court the victims have been blamed?
No courts for terrorism so unashamed.

---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Ellias Anderson
Date: 2017-07-26 20:51 GMT+02:00
Subject: my poem
To: Doctor Fab

Dear Fabrisio,

hope you are alright, here goes my poem, i could not find the link to send it :( 

all love and peace

Ellias