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April 24, 2025


April Comes Again 110

April comes in mandates one hundred and ten

Reflexive poesy for 4-24, reflective loop gravity

State denial, tortured nightingales a’gargle

Makeup on the tiny PM, bald as a turtle’s carapace

Shiny terrace, empty grab for dower power sunken swimmer

He’s your little bitch, a national spasm, a glitch, pick him root by root

Calls unanswered, Ankara in Baku, frying prisoners tortured till blue

Stealing crescent stamped sovereignty on a map deflowered

Syrians fought, Greeks threatened, Armenian massacres. Stages

In a shadow pumped by NATO, Russian dalliance, pan-Turanic

Orgasm of dreams and American arms swelling gorged declarations

With Israel, against Israel, with again, and their drones just rain down

Children dead, women fled, men curse this land swept off their feet

Inferno, exile prison songs, rewritten history, reality smeared in ennui

Armenians sworn to survive in thriving diasporas where a future chips

Against Eastern fate, petrified party adopted slavery, the Eastern folk

Of our folk, not seen genocide, dispersion, famine, Western manic strewn

Survived Aleppo, Beirut, LA, Glendale, restaurant row, Galleria, poems

Please leave a review. In summary, DM the PM, a traitor, delusional buffoon

Selling our blood through corridors, cracks and sinews not his to sell.  

Not his to own. Not his at all. To be Armenian is to restart from the last ditch

The last caravan. The last tear to strike a band reunion as far away as Rangoon.


Bedros Afeyan

3-11-2025

Palo Alto, CA


Dr. Bedros Afeyan is a theoretical physicist who works and lives in the Bay Area with his wife Marine. He writes in Armenian and in English, and also paints and sculpts.

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