Zywa
Where is the army?
I do remember
I have seen it many times
on their faces, their demand
to be a big girl
not unbridledly whining
for attention
Just explode, you are strong
the furious evidence
of our right
not to take care
of me, they were entitled
to their own lives
so I opened my mouth
invincible, powerful
for myself and everyone
I do not tolerate injustice
in front of me, do you hear me?
What is it with the people?
They walk blindly through the city
avoid strangers and grannies
ignore hungry pussycats
and throw away their plants, well
I have boundless energy, but
where is the army to help me?
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