poverty safely sealed
vast continents away
is desirable who desires
to smell death
choking on perfume
disease stench
causing stomach to heave
flowers ulcers erupts across
stripped desolate landscapes
"we live
as they die
is a walk
between worlds"
morality pity conscience
fails to bridge extreme gaps
"we live as they die is a walk between worlds"
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem