A Dream

This is not a message of hate
But such a concerned thoughts and doubts
Which long been overdued
From a man
He thinks this is not the best to remain silence
Dear my worldmen
Most of us are purely cowards
You do not obey your words of God
But you bow to your enemy feet
You are brought with nothing
Struggle for nothing and
Then into nothing return?
My beloced countrymen
Why appreciate everything foreign
And racing towards west
Like in old days
Can’t you see many
Are laughing of
Our attitudes?
Damn!
and why?
Need to humiliate our friends
In order to live
My dearest friends and
Those ones who can not
Remain silence
Do you think this is
A modelling effect?