In a
foggy morning of this summer heat
And stagnated
people of one kind
Along
a narrow street, extended north-south, is
a
full picture of the country
And
the days ahead of us
A
populist and demagogue president
Whose
fingers on tweet is looser
Than
the legs of a prostitute
Leads
the country to its obliteration
In the
eyes of stagnated supporters
Greatness
is on horizon, not knowing
What
you see is the brightness of
An explosion,
bringing destruction
Mistaken
with glory of God, blessed upon a confused nation
