A shock of life
As he burst out the door
No sense of strife
And he’s begging for more
Heading north
In the sweltering heat
Back and forth
Swing his legs to beat
His favorite song
Sung in his head
Nothing is wrong
Impossibly red
Turning the corner
With grace and speed
Described the coroner
He needed to heed
The driver was going
Incredibly fast
Not even knowing
If it was safe to pass
In the time that it took
To realize his mistake
The child saw his look
And knew it was fake
A powerful connection
Between man and child
A cause of the action
That was born in the wild
The connection lives on
It hangs in the air
The child passed on
The man’s in a chair
He wish it weren’t true
That the story was fake
The story of a boy
His son, named Jake
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow what A sad poem...It started out just for A walk and ended in death.....