A disaster
Colour to TV vision
But I, Eyed like The Tiger
Saw a man in the distance
Running into the light
And left, as fast in daylight
He disappeared
That one glance of Mine would say him goodbye And Hell would be his New Time
Spacetime A disaster Politics
Having new tactics
To misinform the crowd
Is it allowed?
Propaganda to hysteria
Of people who never been blessed
By The Rainbow Spectrum of Mine
Me being shy
And so I hide
To be in public
A disaster
When The Princess is left to fake theft
Where is My Man?
I need You.
By Nadiya Amina A. M. Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-199525-02-2023