What a shame
USAID is in sight,
Of the US murals.
The people dead, injured,
With the holes of bullets,
On the run and homeless
Thanks to bully-bombers.
The sheepskin wearer
Has the wolf's desire,
To impose its power,
Only to take revenge.
See Sudan, Africa,
Americas, Palestine,
Refugees all around.
Demolished are houses,
On the run are people,
From guns and soldiers,
Also tanks and bombers,
Without food, in hunger,
The news choked, silent!
But many hundreds
Of TVs, and papers,
Reflect a ‘Golden Hair, '
Getting injured, wounded!
Tsunami kills the world:
'He, the Ex-President! ! ! '
I call such governments:
'The shameless dragons,
Vampires and leeches! '
They live on our taxes,
We, the working people,
Pay with pores in sweat,
They party with friends!
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