When a people,
Fed on corruption...
Start to blame,
A newly elected president...
To be the cause of their woes,
And a weakened economy...
Even a monkey,
Accustomed to feeding on bananas...
But has chanced upon,
An opened can of smoked caviar...
Tossed away in a remoted jungle,
Stops...
To scratch its head!
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I would like to translate this poem
I like it. Original imagery. Well done