The Dictator

Dictate you used,
As no better deceived,
You ate with a golden spoon,
People moisten bread with salt!…
Inaugurations, non-value ribbons
You signed, donated decorations,
Just for show,
People of hard works,
Behind the best’ back
Poked out without mercy!
Hearts tried to grab us
With your words and tricks
And never thought
How one day you would end up?!…
Heaven’s thunders you threw everywhere
Let us in necessity, in poverty,
Our curse fell in you
As a reward for the black gall!…

Liri Hidërshaj
Albanian Poet

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