AIRPORT!
Airport! You never keep your door locked. Your iron birds know where to go. I am in my haste with something dropped. No, I don't have a ticket, that's why I am shocked. I am in a hurry but I don't know where to go. I wish I had wings to join a flock. Airport! I am a beggar for another hour in another clock. Airport! I am still waiting like a wrinkled log. Airport! Is there any fog?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem