The country has been engulfed in massive protests, with citizens demanding the resignation of Prime Minister Edi Rama.
Through a reaction on Facebook, Luan Rama has also expressed his revolt. A poem that best reflects the latest developments and raises concerns about misgovernance in the country.
Reaction;
Sunday's poem:
WHAT IS HAPPENING WITH MY COUNTRY?
What did you remind me of, Faik Bey,
Our Bey from Konica!
You were the first to ask the question:
Where did politics find them?
Where did politics find them?
these our telendars,
that with their foolishness
Are they surprising the whole world?
– What can I say, poor thing?
What I had to say, I said.
My word, the poet's word,
I left it to you in the books.
I left it to you, but who did I tell?
One tall, the other thick-headed,
like "Anatolian" in the mess,
Assemblymen who are making a fuss!
They sway, they shake, they sway,
they speak, but they do not know what they are saying;
Woe, O people, whom have you chosen,
parliamentarians who are scolding!
He talks and talks and there is no end.
the first of the government,
stained and contaminated
at the doors of justice!
One by one they are thrown into prison
those he himself has chosen;
They eat pears behind his back,
You wicked and twisted tyrant!
While Mr. President,
whose name is Bajram,
even when they speak Albanian,
He wears headphones with Albanians!
So, what can I say about the black day?
I feel sorry for that place;
big trouble for Albania:
Who did they appoint as President?
Big mess, there's nothing else
– what is happening to my country?
Mold, old opposition,
Wandering the streets without escape!
So, you ask me, why do you tire me?
Let me rest in sadness.
– You became Albania's mother,
A hundred years without a cure!
Rama plays
June, 2026.
