The Law and the Damned Flies

The fly appeared in its black dress

Dark in color

Truly, its appearance is cursed

A cursed black fly

The destruction increased with its ominous color

A fly came

From where? We do not know

A fly cursed in its voice, appearance, and food

Flies and hovers

Over the corpses, or rather the remains

Killed by the plots of death

What did these people have that you should be?

And you hover, symbol of filth, in your cursed black dress

What did they gain and why did they perish? And have the plots of death caught up with them?

Is this an age without law?

Have we returned to the era of the ominous Black Forest?

Where is justice and fairness in a world that has abandoned the truth to walk in the orbit of power

To spread and encourage the damned

Doubts and even facts have hovered and the back of the law has broken

Where is the law

The law is lost and the devil has cried

Joy in what was and what will be

A rotten hole dug to bury something called law

Will the law wake up?

And save justice from prisons

Oh injustice and woe to you, you oppressors

The day will come soon

Carrying the torch to the light

The lamps of freedom and darkness will dissipate

And the light will bring truth and spread the law

And the oppressors will perish and be executed

And the cursed black fly will dissipate

And the breezes of the universe will come with the scent of musk and basil to remove the rot of death

And the herald calls, wake up, you who are asleep

For justice passed by here and awakened the law

And the crops grew and flourished

And its branches danced

With the breeze of freedom

And enjoyed the balanced justice of justice