I did not see
The bloating bellies
While sipping tea
At Maxim's deli
I could not hear
The screaming billion
Through curtains sheer
Of plush vermillion
I could not taste
The bloody ground
Life will make haste
As clocks unwound
My senses rest
To keep stress free
Keep off my nest
Don't bother me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. I like it. Keep writing!