A retired man

Here're I am in Baghdad waiting my issue
Nevertheless to what happens
However I feel sorrow and disgusted
No human to deal with
And we are just retired
No one said to us hello
No one looks smiling but angered
Faces look to faces as if we are in desert
We came from Mosul as if we are migrants
Autumn comes to it end
And our time has been changed
No politics to deal with but all a

A retired man