dust following speeding truck
across dirt road on field of corn
like rooster tail and whirlpool
country music blaring to distance
making herds stop and look
can't see driver, well hidden
yes he's too small for king cab
maybe needs ladder to get off
that makes him bigger in heart
total control of growling beast
that's creates trouble to most
who wanted to control minds
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem