Penguins
Penguins
Now I am penguin
Wear jacket with cross
And helmet that is forced
Walk around the camp, sites
Check the things as first hand.
Catering comes in since…
Labourers are in since…
And owner is Trump…
Not Donald…
Some bastard look-alike.
They buy lands with tricks
Then fence, an ownership
Then bring men, shovels
Cheat labours and buyers.
Make shanties as houses
Use all means to sell them
Less in pay, more in gain.
That brings them money
Become rich and bully
Purchase and build palace
On private islands.
Then they act as Zeus
All women and all doors
Are theirs and only theirs…
Do not dare complain
They act with wilderness:
"Are we not the righteous? "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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