Have we not tossed our democracy to jackals
And they have chewed out all its fiber and it has lost taste
Like biltong of ages?
Have we not thrown it to sires and and bitches
And they bark about it every night and day
And it goes with the echo of their screwed howling?
Have we not let it into the rivers that run to the oceans
And surrendered it to the salty waters of the seas?
Have we not thrown guns and bayonets into hell fire
And with kitchen knives we stab our own in our heaven?
Have we not traded genuine glares for plastic smiles
And have despised authenticity for duplicates?
Have we not twisted our democracy to demoncrazy
And we ululate for curses and yell at blessings?
Has our democracy not grown thin of substance
And is now obese from feeding on vanity?
With this our democracy
I am soaked in tears
And have drowned in questions
(10/07/16)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fine postmartum of current democracy. Thanks