Good evening your excellency
I 'm honored for this mockery
To seat in this palace made of luxury
I know i will return soon to my hut
Full of tears and left over dots
Let me enjoy this delicious meal
For it smell comes from greed
And it taste just like wickedness
Perhaps my last wine o' selfishness
Within myself i felt knife dancing in my heart.
With fork and spoon beating my head out
And i whispered to you and every slumlords
'The president is evil, the government too!
The elites and wise are as flies on-top mess! ! '
The masses are suffering from ignorance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem