شعری زيبا از يک آقا معلم .......

اين شعر زيبا را يک آقا معلم ايرانی که در ايران به تدريس زبان انگليسی اشتغال دارد برای من فرستاده است . از اين دوست نازنين سپاسگزارم و شعر زيبايش بسيار بر دل مان نشست .

if you find me dead in the bed

and on the wall, my motionless shade

never say, what a shame

he wanted to make a name

and did all he could for fame

but now he lost the game

and can't find anyone to blame

 

if you heard me burnt in the car

and i left nothing but the char

i screamed to the last breath

and pissed facing the monster death

never grin and say to your son

he was tortured for what he has done

he has always denied our dear lord

and called "lie" the holy prophets' words

now he's doomed to go to the hell

and it's our duty to take serious the tale

 

if you get into my funeral by chance

and see my body on people's hand dance

a fat asshole is holding a speaker

and shouting and spitting as a preacher

mixes my life with that of some Arabs

and makes people cry with his gift of gab

please go forward and take the mike

and tell everybody what i was like

 

 

let them know i wasn't of that humble guy

that for heaven with everything had to comply

i never bowed every morning and night

and barely searched in a special book for light

i no wasted my life following the men of god

to learn how to drink, eat and fuck

to me no soil, man or baby was sacred

and to no man damned by religion i showed hatred

my idols were love, reason and earth

and i gave no damn to the life after death

i worshipped god with some logic in his mind

with no prophet and regulations to bind