My country- Mohammad Ahmadizade

Cruel thoughts’ clouds

Sucked my land's life

Wilted flowers of smiles

Dried Urmu salty lake

Huffed migrant cranes

I know lake would not revive

Fields would no longer clean of salt

Cranes wouldn’t come back

I hope to bloom smiles on faded sighs

Firing cruel thoughts of skies

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