The Wind Blows Strong Poem by Melikhaya Zagagana

The wind blows strong
Neatly it gathered filth
by the street gutters
I am now to confess
another man's business

Let me compensate the desire and be free
The sky is clean from soaring birds
And the fields are flocked with every kind
My eyes are cold from the pierce
The wind blows strong

The army of trees dancing tiredly
A house of order melting into comedy house
Horrendous flow of laymans in high office
I felt sick to write and more critical without
The wind blows strong

My brain boils and bursts from the rush of day
Too little time chasing the words and
Words chasing me out of zone
Aah! there is a joke about serious things
The wind blows strong

Who hires idiot and votes layman to high office?
He must be brought to base and feed answers to questions
There is a layman in high office
The wind blows strong the wind blows strong til blink
The wind blows strong