Wrongful Art Poem by Chan Mongol

Wrongful Art
(2002)

Con-artists are totally wrong
In their story, poem and song!
Those self-centered do not care
What we suffer, what is the matter!

When they write or they sing
Nothing how we are even in the Spring!
Train stations, bus stops, they spit, pee
Hurting my civic mind, terrorize me!

Their poem, music and wrong art
Spreading pollution, playing with dirt!
Bring some orders, bring the change
Stop bringing uncivil days!

Stop talking on people's food
Dripping saliva is inappropriate, rude!
An exaggerated bored lover and writer
Damaging property as the street fighter!

Con-artists are totally wrong
In their story, poem and song!
Those self-centered do not care
What we suffer, what is the matter!

I consider such as public nuisance
Their interference and monkey dance!
They are no talent and without manners
But demon possessed shameless creatures!