Yeah right, or should I clarify
my body did most certainly die
My car was hit by four big rounds
and lastly my head did take a pound
As it opened and flew all out
up out of body I went out
Body down. now cold and dead
I let go, danced above my head
What freedom! What fun! What great release!
to be shot dead, by the Police
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem