With sponge, teaspoon and tissue and napkin
I clean the floor
The shattered shrapnel scattered everywhere
That's my mind
Thinking of the sky and the leaves or the sea
Flying is my aim
Into arm and brain, also depths of your heart
Taking shapes
As learner and teacher and a man; volunteer
Having served
The mankind, finding art in solemn; progress
But, shattered

by Nassy Fesharaki

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