Race for Revenge
- By Surendra Kaja
America, an icon of free speech,
A place, admired by many, to reach;
America, dreamers doze always in spree.
A place, migrants, millions feel free;
The white bullets travelled through the black skin,
Leaving the trajectories of revenge from akin;
Twenty four hours too long to take revenge,
The black bullets cruised the white skin, no strange;
This is, in deed, a race for revenge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sad but chillingly accurate commentary, Surendra. Thanks for sharing
Thanks for your comment sir. I don't mean to hurt any American citizen, but an istant reaction to the sequel of sudden incidents.