Once the songs were played
You hadn't listened
You played your damn songs
I tried to listen
You were paralyzed
Both mind and body
Communication
Ceased from both parties
Mexican stand-off
In this damn dive bar
Silence still waiting
For the damn police
Bullets shooting up sky
Halloween waiting now
WEREWOLVES OF LONDON blaring
Damn cops hear the screaming
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem. Thanks for the 'Poet's Notes'.