417. My country: going fast to utter loss!

SONNET 417

By JH Sayyar
My country: going fast to utter loss!
All politicians traitors to the nation,
No gas, no light, grows in lawn grass
Hungry kids’ death due to starvation
No law in the country no rights here,
Women selling chastity at the street,
Politicians: chastity buyer: all is fair
Needy are rejected; cutes they greet.
Youth; our country is full of resource
Loot natural treasures, leave the land;
Everywhere blasts! Ah! No remorse,
Tail carriers follow with erotic band

Where are poets, writers and scholars?
All sell conscious or in beauty parlors!

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