Comments about delalorm fiaka
Who turned out the lights?
Whose bellowing rants faded out the desolate cries?
Who impeded my sights?
Making my bright vision a bleak mirage.
Who encroached on our dignity?
Feasting on our widows’ mites with grave impunity
Who stuck out his chest and volunteered to spearhead the quest for the conquest of our domineering thirst?
Bundling up our senses in deceit and looting our already half empty peasant chests.
Who promised to raise infimiries? , and for our offspring nurseries and p