A friend once mentioned
there were 18 people with his name.
He'd searched himself
on the world wide web
and found
an oncologist
a school teacher
a college student in North Carolina
His other namesakes were
firefighters
restaurant managers
accountants.
He on the other hand
was a lineman at a tire factory,
and decided he was the worst Tom
of all the Toms.
I didn't want to find out
but I searched
'John W McEwers'
and all that floated
was poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem