Thursday, May 19, 2011

it is the hot wind


The dry wind blowing
In the hot sun of the day
The leaves dancing
There is no live in it

In the open
Nobody wants to do
How to do it?
In the hot sun

Transparency so catchy word
There is no hide and seek
It is open for all to inspect
The good governance it should run

It is the hot wind
Even night windows and doors close
There are the mosquitoes
The spies of the dark hill

The echo of the singing wind
The directions hard to determine
Whirring softly in the atmosphere
The people worried ruling put on hold

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