The Disaster Of The Kim Dae-Jung International Airport Poem by Tengre Asasiun Gurun Tengre

Before mankind it's the place for the migratory birds,
At winter from Siberia and the cat've did to chase
For a long time many poets have written the words,
And many artists have painted the landscape of that place.

But some day, they made the field for enormous birds
The thought of local interests made them the fantasy.
World which living the natural and the artificial. And the words
Of sugar, scattered the area, but that led to the elegy.

To deceive the number of expected users, they'd sucked
The national budget for their cartel not for local people,
With shaking hands, the local families and statesmen, they've plucked
The nation and public, deceiving them by the thought of the purple.

The descended president who's ignorant of that business field
Incurred the great disaster. But they won't to regret.
But they forced people to mourn. But they'll fly other field
To search the prey for their easy life no sweat.

* Wrote a poem for the people who deceased by this artificial disaster and wishing their rest on the warm breast of God.