Mafia of Love by Mahnaz Badihian

 Poetry
Jan 062016
 

 

 

Mafia of Love

 

When I wake up every morning

The hope for having better planet

Grabs me

And my presence in its early rhythm is

A thousand years old melody of dream 

When the sun rises

My stretched legs pass

Through the universe

Through the borders of tomorrow

With the anklet of human kisses

On them reaching

For love as key to open

All closed human doors 

I feel my simple, unsophisticated brain

Is at ease, enough to ignore

All the old beliefs that hindered

Human happiness 

And these cell phones with

Repeated SMS

Have a line that connects us

To the universal friendship

Close enough to connect with

The lost planets

My dear, it is an excuse when you say

You are a simple caveman

Living in the far lands of

Africa, India, China,….

While your ears, your brain

Your wisdom are connected

To the neighborhoods of the

White House in DC

To the streets of Florence

And it’s Mafia of love 

Victoriously we decided to win

When we trashed all the paradoxes and

Looked at the brightness around us

Where we can test freedom and love

With the text messages

In the little rooms of the Internet

mahnaz badihian

 

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