If the great and intricate machine of government fails
The the great land of buy-buiy-buy will be no more
The pawns are in the stores
Backed by knights and bishops
The castle rules the street
A quenn here a king there
A blind poet writing to a friend
With hope that at least God
Will understand these lines
That he does not.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem