No One

Written by: Mehdi Hajizadeh

The masses are yelling
Yell of no one is heard
Societies of infection
Drags of bones
Not having depression,
Nor using drugs,
And the no one shouts:
Individual and art
Poor masks of poors
The stereotype one
: “We are right”
Characters are broke
Masks are still held
More diseases spread out
The generation survives
Era, feeling of decades,
And sense of themes reborn and die
Human fads, still proves himself
Mumbles loudly: “…….”
Oh…adaptable creature!