And there it is
and there it is
and
there
it
was.
The humble bumble bee
the humble bumble bees
the
humble
bumble
bee.
Sticks it’s stinger
sticks
and
stingers,
into a vein
all
in
vein.
A dropp of human falls
a droplet of human falls
a drop
of
dew
fell.
And there it is
a rush of orgasm
a
rush
of
orgasm
due to the thousand men shot
one man standing against the painted picture.
one
billion
men
standing.
And here it fell
and here it falls
hear
it fall.
Tip the tongue
tip the tongues
speak
ing
tongues.
The dawn of a war
the dawn of a sun
the
dawn
of
an
Iraqi
child.
Over a wage
over a wave
over
a
wave
of
smoke.
Hear it fall
hear it’s fall –
here
they
fell
and
the children
are
marked.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem