Joyless land
I regret that our land has lost its joy.
People live in misery,
Working without reward.
They receive lies as if they were food,
And survive on tears alone.
Power rests in the hands of rulers,
While the people remain blind and unheard.
Leaders speak of love,
Yet they write stories of pain.
They lead citizens toward suffering.
People dream of salvation
To end their difficult situation.
Truth is buried in silence,
And no one dares to comment.
Like oil that boils over,
Anger rises among the people.
Yet those in power seem heartless.
Rulers act like angels,
Always wanting to be first.
They rarely seek advice,
Though their speeches are full of mistakes.
People need warriors to confront the lions;
They seek saviors for the jungle.
Who will defend them from these troubles?
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