a thought.
a memory bought
in a time crease
just to disturb the peace
of those who embalm
the calm.
a thought.
a thief is caught
with a cart
inside a stolen heart.
the heart is a token
even though it is broken.
he tried to fix it alone
but the pieces turned to stone.
a thought.
an innocent man is shot
in an inn
because of the color of his skin.
and now, he cannot go
to the house he used to know
because
the laws
of 'the people'
said he was causing a time ripple;
they said he was inferior
and told him they were superior
than
every black man.
A thought...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem