The Last Empire Poem by Atef Ayadi

I came to this land
As a liberator
With new alphabets,
New poetry engineering skills,
New love roses:
Red,
Coral,
Orange,
And Pink;
For the moon,
And for the sun.
I came with new DESKTOP SUPPORT
Ideas and concepts
For lovers who lost their tongues
With new love vision,
New Fine Art theory
With less mathematical tensions
More aesthetic
Less binary.

I came with a dream
To be the last emperor
Of a last empire
That expands beyond
The Milky Way and
The super clustered galaxies.

After 7 years of cheap labor,
I realized,
I am the only one
Who is holding
The white flag
Of my own irony.