A Land Poem by Khaled Charkie

In a land where hearts were forsaken,
and the the feelings of solitude were already taken
To replace virtues that were forbidden
where the moon and sun were just a silver blazing,
and wake up the volcano of flaming
It's just a nice gaming
When our peace are waiting
Some black dealers for payment
Of my stolen statement of pacient
In the land of cold punishment

Oh lord i'm just a slave praying
To end this life safely
In a path were some people walk straightly,
and some will be so lazy
Because they thought it was skating
In a life they found it just a time for wasting
They were wrong and were the people of mistaking