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A Crow’s Scream

His heart feels sad and heavy.
He gazes far away.
Exhausted and lonely
he is sitting on a rock in the camp –
his feet sore and cut.
He was forced to flee his country.
Now he’s forced to stay in a camp –
same as a scarecrow
on an island very far away
that few have ever thought about.
He waits for a dandelion and a bird
from you to him.
His heart can make it happen
Ahhhh…
But the bird of politics
with its sharp beak
speaks for government and Morrison
and tears at his flesh, his mind and his heart,
steals his hope.
He never had a dream!
He’s not Damavand Young*
He is a scarecrow.
May be one day
a bird will take his spirt
and set it free.

– A. Nik, 2015

* Damavand Young is a big mountain in Iran; a mountain that is very strong, that nothing can shake.