Pakistan

As if a tap was turned

Pack or stand the land is flood

Brown water fast running deep

Clusters of nostrils large startled eyes

Almost submerged not crocodiles but cows

Clowns

Flush out insurgents sett the moles

Upgrade the intel anything goes

The jester is crying where is the king?

The bloated ego is crowning an heir

Despots and tyrants alert to the hunt

Circling airplanes how many will fall

Land

The land is flooded its people displaced

Many will suffer the mighty will gain

Again