I awoke this morning to find
It's dark.
Perhaps the sun is lying in
Or the world has stopped turning?
It's dark and quiet.
Not a single bird is chirping.
No light is cracking the horizon.
The milkman has brought no milk.
It's dark and quiet yet peaceful.
I don't want any cereal.
I don't need my morning coffee.
I don't even feel
The worms on my skin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
UUUwwwwww heavey poem, burried alive? ? not nice......great read Love from dave xxx