The Gas And Petrol Of Their Tortured Souls Poem by Talal Athar
The Gas And Petrol Of Their Tortured Souls
crazy one little hypocrisy
a great tragedy
with no traffic policy
hanging on that fury
with no acquired methodology
a vast ethology
the gas and petrol of their lost souls
overthrow the spinning technology
creating the sense of ill-literacy
punching on our faces viciously
the true stupidity
we lost our cabby
so call a new taxi
the gas and petrol of their tortured souls
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