The salt, a lot of people carry
In their eyes, desires to be water
We don't care, no time to
Rather we've learnt to celebrate some numbers
Of years, of dates, of killing
We've learnt to make come true
A lot of imaginary dreams of our ancestors
Tyranny is our pride
Despotism is our pleasure
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Tyranny is our pride' great poem, thanks dear poet ♥