Wednesday, January 09, 2019

the black dogs still running



The black dogs still running
The regime fell the wagons stopped
But the black dogs don’t realize it
In their minds they still have roles to play

Sometimes we can see them
Parading on the road with banners or posters
Shouting hard to get attention
No good Samaritans come their way

Sometimes we see them act foolish
The manners all go to the wind
They bark aggressively and ill-mannered
They feel they run the country

The black dogs are nuisance
They howl at night under the full moon
They believe they are the blood suckers
Draining out the wealth of the nation

The black dogs are afraid
They will look behind their backs
They are worried to get hooked up
Hanging up to dry in the sun


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