Am afraid
DNA says: "Russian"
-documents: "Canada"
-his accent when speaks:
- "Both…neither! ! ! "
Though for him have respect
-when see him, feel fear.
Wants to be kind and helps
-knows or not, he plays
-the old game of mankind
-is pleased to show off…
He listens to his eyes
-each eye lies: "I am mind! "
Sits near the PC
-and Googles BBC
-in Russian keeps reading…
Then jumps to VOA
-and sites that are against
-rulers in Moskva…
Seeing with those sources
-to him all, are corrupt…
Can't be right…
Those who are fast, rapid
-commenting, making mind
-can be wrong, fearsome!
He is one! ! !
Though blood is Russian
He is well Americanised…
His knowledge, Internet,
-journalist's narrow-mind
-in best an interpret, limited!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem