Humanity - Ανθρωπιά Poem by Kostas Lagos

Humanity - Ανθρωπιά



There's fear in the air

I am hiding in my lair

Poor people are dying

I've got no time to spare





Γύρω μου παντού φόβος

Στη κρυψώνα μου μόνος

Ο φτωχός πεθαίνει

Δε μου περισσεύει χρόνος

Monday, April 19, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: satire
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