This is the Engish version of this: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/06/22/poesiaoro-nero/
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Black gold,
we’re made ofgold,
but its so black,
we can’t bring what we want, back.
Like petroleum,
black gold,
we’re corrupted,
we’re al lthe same,
onlyu when they wish it,
only when it’s convinient to them.
Or else, they put on you the blame,
it’s a shame,
and a big flame.