they make the announcement that they have gone bankrupt
call for a press conference and ask the court for rehabilitation
and this man that heads the legacy group lives
in a mansion, a swimming pool as large as a lake,
he owns an exclusive yacht, a vacation house on top of a hill,
shares of stock in the names of some strangers,
a swiss bank deposit, some condominiums
all the planholders are weary, and all their dreams are broken
the future is bleak, and everything they invested are lost to the wind
the usual blah, blah of the press, and the incredible explanations of the culprit
another gullible investor, another secret billionaire getting off the hook
the court grants another chance for a rehabilitation
only in the Philippines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem