My internet disappoints me as I walk the good walk,
Little are the malefactors of this generation,
My soldiers are against my businessmen with aftershock.
The army of this war decides nothing to do with the clock,
I am small with all zooming men in the adoration,
My internet disappoints me as I walk the good walk.
Clean men see authority and this war is fought with deadlock,
A more wholesome picture arrives at the door of collaboration,
My soldiers are against my businessmen with aftershock.
Might we stay in peace and decisions, in feelings and electroshock,
A more defining moment uplifts the people in aspiration,
My internet disappoints me as I walk the good walk.
Yesterday, the war was tougher than four world wars in flock,
The blocking of this war was a complete commemoration,
My soldiers are against my businessmen with aftershock.
The days have ended, the nights have begun, and I am in padlock,
Sometimes the daylight becomes some of abolition;
My internet disappoints me as I walk the good walk,
My soldiers are against my businessmen with aftershock.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem