the people who hold the hope to change

The Taliban leaders

They hide in political camouflage

They have shown their desires

The long shadows of their deep secrets

They keep a low profile

For years to carve out their needs

The colourful nation of many colours

They can't engineer their desires

Now the red and white flocks

They are drowning in need of help

The kiss of power eroding away

The Taliban leaders jump to the wagon

They pull the galloping horses

Pulling the ropes to a stop

The red and white leaders give a promise

They will be on a common page

It is so that we read

The weaknesses ring in the administration

The swallowing of pride and principles

The kiss of power they can't let go

The wrong approaches

The desire to have continuous supply of power

The red and white will fall into the fire

The green moon will disappear to lick its wounds

The nation of colourful people

They will not get fooled and go astray

The signs are around for a better choice

It is the people who hold the hope to change