Despair Poem by Altair Laahad

you drink from the lake of cowardice,
while the torch of fake bravery
drips the spark of immolation
on your trees and rocks;

Despair in your children's eyes
ignites the nightmare
written by the witch hiding
beyond your hot desert
that ends nowhere...

When the somber tale of night fades away
with the blazing sun,
your children shall rise again
with their amnesic eyes in dismay

They'll drift and eat your desert rocks,
hard and hot
as if falling from the hell...
and you will celebrate your despair
in the drunkenness of a lost nation