Here one moment gone the next
before the van came by.
When sober he seemed responsible
a really decent person
conversation many
tongues
quite fluent.
No one had seen him in over a week
John was gone vanished with no
where to go.
This morning in a vacant lot inside an
abandoned refrigerator head missing
finger prints verified wondering why.
he died he had nothing.
The last person a women was best friends
with the rats for a month.
Pointless no stupid no worse human trash.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem