One day
in my fatherland
If I become a government official
Would I also dive into
the Ocean of Nonsence?
In the Island of Anxiety
Will I survive
Among Sharks,
Jackals and Rats?
Can I bear the names
like Thief, Despot or Devil?
If I really become one
I might be the poorest —
closest to the people.
But
before my appointment
I would probably die
from the sharp glance
of the common poor nation
Sent in my direction.
