Thursday, May 11, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

417
Ah! My country is going swiftly, Alas! To utter loss!
Defenders, politicians and scholars traitor to nation,
No, gas to cook, no light to see growing in lawn grass
Hungry kids and old men dying of food on it the elation
Of rulers of my country no name of human rights here,
Child labor common, selling chastity at every city street,
Politicians: the chastity buyer: in this game all are fair
The needy are rejected but all cutes they warmly greet.
Where are youths?  My country full of natural resource
Looting all the natural treasures, they do leave the land
Murder and blasts at their wills they have no remorse,
Tail carriers following them ringing behind erotic band

Ah! Where are my country poets, writers and scholars?
All do sell their conscious or sleeping in beauty parlors!