the deal of the century
involved a young christian
male delivering a new ride
to a man in a suit without
desire to know or care about
the overnight excursion of a
youthful soul trying to impress
the leige of quasi-corporate
types who sent him to trevail
a snowstorm with ice abounding
free of the wreak of pot lashed
youthful bliss, touting a bible
and engagement ring. he toiled
through the day to the dusk to
the darkness, nearly home
to reunite with an engagee
anxious and abundant as only
a youthful man is for the woman
or girl he professes love to. off
the road over blackened ground
and ice to air of 50 feet landing
in forest, without airbags,
suspending his brain in a torrent
of spin cycling. wrongfully treated
by 'the man.' and left to dry out
brain devoid still conscious in
a frozen land far to the north.
exalt the auto-stave the human.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sad commentary on what is important in the world today.