You breathe fire of hate at me,

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You breathe fire of hate at me,
I am just a woman,
I chose not the life I was born to,
Did you?

Put down that gun,
Turn around and run,
Let the bullets fall,
Not fly,

Go back and tend to your clock,
That gun please do not cock,
I am war torn – in shock,
Are we not all of the same flock?

I want to be free,
Neither of us are a villain,
I could learn to love you,
My desperate words are true,
There is only pain here, no fun,
Mothers hear my call
Please do not mock…

 Solmaz Hafezi

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Subway Pain

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There is too much pain,
Speeding on the rails of this New York train,
I feel the hungry,
I sense the desperate,
And I sit with the near insane,

Uptown,
Downtown,
Brooklyn,
Bronx,
Queens,
All around,

Faces,
From places,
Five boroughs,
Park Avenue,
Across the Hudson,
All leaving traces,

Of what,
But,
How do I,
Know,
Any.
I live in the cut…

Solmaz Hafezi

Tango

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Dark alley hunt,
The predators are out tonight,
Some swing in their zoot suits,
While others swing gold chains from their hips,
It’s a tango of desire,
Dirty deeds with dirty people,
Vicars and such praying for souls,
But we dance – all to close,
Body to body sharing the sweat of a dance,
The possibility of romance,
But we are Tango slaves,
Chained to the heat of our sway,

Solmaz Hafezi

Talk Show

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Oprah baby where do you hide yourself,
Rachel Ray what do you have to say,
Ellen short hair and proud to be –
Tyra a beauty queen on her shelf,
Sally Jesse did you disappear,
What’s the deal with RuPaul’s hair,
Wendy Williams I do love your smile,
And Whoopie, whats with the View,
Della Reese you broker the ground and paved the way –“Here’s Della!”
Robin Quivers loved the laugh,
Barbara Wawa said a sweet flower gone,
Just a thank you from all of us who sometimes need to move on…
Solmaz Hafezi

It’s a New York City start

Thelonious Sphere Monk

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It’s a New York City start,
Warm scent of bagels drifts crosstown,
The hustle is alive,
The bustle has no jive,
Sardine people cram the red line,
A horn player on the station playing fine,
We are all apart,
Just getting down,
Billy she let her voice rip,
Miles and Thelonious each had their sip,
When alcohol was hidden – but not too far,
Music was alive in Harlem if you caught the uptown car,
But today heads are tilted,
Spirit are wilted,
We have become slaves to the machine in our hand,
But in my mind the past is alive,
The music is still on my side…

Solmaz Hafezi

The bombs race through the walls with an unforgivable blast

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The bombs race through the walls with an unforgivable blast,
Skin ripped violently and bones dance through the massive confusion,
I see the twisted body of the young boy sharing the rubble with his armless sister,
These bombs scream through the sky leading to loved ones mourning the mangled and dead,
Where is world peace or the serenity of human dignity,
Has it abandoned my small country or been traded for black gold,
Please see us as human, alive and believers of prosperity with little hope left,
To bury one more child drains me of my own blood,
I fear that it too will spill into emptiness,
I am tired of the red blare racing through the black sky,
Tired of rockets, bullets and a political gifts of democracy,
Please let my people go,
Let my children finger paint, jump rope and grow to write poetry not of bombs but blue skies….

Solmaz Hafezi

Tattered & Torn

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The ends of my dress maybe be tattered,
And my heart broken like shreds of glass – shattered,
My face blue from all you battered,

But this morning I woke with a dream in mind,
To find,
That dignity I left behind,

You can hunt me like you say you will do,
But when one is broken all is left is what will be new,
I denounce you,

The door behind has closed,
My spirit and love for myself has rose,
The secret is out and everyone knows,

Let them come for you and apply the chain,
I have washed away your life in the pouring rain,
Hear the clank of the door and begin to feel your pain,

No fist can ever again cause bruise,
And a no backhand will I ever choose,
I won and now you lose…

Solmaz Hafezi

New York City

New York City

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New York City,
Not every moment is so pretty,
We came here upon a hope of golden sled,
But you my love have found someone else’s bed,
All I am left with is New York City tears to shed,
These words fall from grace with my bloody ink,
Watch my heart, my soul and thought of you just sink…

Solmaz Hafezi
 

Oh whoa is tale

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Oh whoa is tale,
You man of cold steel,
There was time when love was real,
But you set it flame,
With your adulterous game,
May your house be plagued with shame,

When our eyes first met,
Who could forget,
Our hearts we let,
Burn with red velvet lust, 
Skin to skin was a must,
But you savagely broken the trust,

Oh man I cast you to hell,
With no more stories to tell,
I should have known but – well,
I feel life once again,
From man not friend,
Since I put you to end…

Solmaz Hafezi

Tell my soul to cry no more

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Tell my soul to cry no more,
Tell my soul all hope has not left through the door,
Tell my soul what living is for,

Through sand and dust I searched for you,
Through rain, thunder It’s all true,
Through this pain what am I to do,

Call me any name,
Call me to play any game,
Love and pain it is all the same…

Solmaz Hafezi