The hypocrits stood under my window,
They were conspiring around the fire
And I overheard them,
Talking trash about the people they dislike
And it hurts, and it hurts.
There they are, the glory of our civilization
In their very narrow minds.
I answered to each of their insults
In this kabbale of darkness
And light :
My heart was exposed
And the light shone that day,
Brighter than ever!
Of course, in their demonized
And alcoholic darkness,
They thought it was a neighboor
But it was the very person they were
Talking trash about, me!
It was cold and I was shivering
With exhaustion in the lonely night.
I am fed up of people and intrigues,
Here is a pamphlet against the lustrous
Looks that hide snakes and dishonest people.
Allah took me there to see by myself
What they truly think, from now on,
I will be home instead of SPENDING
My energy for lousy losers with no faith
And a well sunk self importance and arrogance,
May the lambs turn to lions
And the humble in his bubble
Against all odds!
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