Nessie School of Languages

?”To a president”

Handcuffed, taken away  to captivity,
In a common grave
you were thrown by  inhuman ones.
To you, captain of an army of justice,
faithful to the people who  saw you
as symbol of what finishes badly
and is worse started.
I proclaim myself in rebelliousness,
 for your sake! Before the stars
contemplating  the worried land,
where ungrateful remembrances are needed
and new chiefs  to rule us
who do not sell themselves to western hell.
History is a mystery of injustice,
where wise men  die for the others.