ملا یا آدم؟ – شعری از مجید نفیسی

Mullah or Human?

        By Majid Naficy

A black-turbaned mullah in my childhood

At the dining table of my sister’s wedding

Snatched the platter of chicken in the air

Put it in front of him and said:

“We descendents  of the Prophet go for the chicken.”

Was he not the same person who at my youth

Stole our revolution

And silenced polyphony

To establish his bloody theocracy?

The hands rebel against  clocks

From so much anachronism.

It is not long

That the monopoly of mullahs will fall,

Humanity will return to our dining table

And everyone will receive an equal share

From the platter of plenty.

Do not lose hope, my friend!

There is a saying from ancient times:

“How easy to become a mullah!

How hard to become a human!”

        July 1st, 2014