It Is True 2 Million Times Poem by Atef Ayadi

i do not suffer like
these people devastated
by volcanos,
horecaines,
turnado,
mud slides,
ice cream melting on the sides,
bombing between the new
philis-teans
(the theory of peace, and heterogeneous community funs, funds, and lovers)
and the amlacks
(those who spitted on and branded as animals.)
i feel numb,
or may be,
it is because of cow-vid,
i mean the cow boy video i feel num about.
num is another ironic word of the,
the old worls, or the old days of joe
and the biddens.