THE thunder went bang,
the bang went bark, the
smoke begane to scream,
the scream started to laugh,
and in came, me, me.
THE blast went gone,
the gone went west,
or was that south,
and in came me, me, ,
theres a absence here,
a way out, or a way in,
the first door to the left,
thats right, no the other
left, and in walks me, me
THE scene shifts, and out
walks me, me....
CHANGE OF POEM STRUCTURE...AND I LIKE IT...MAKES FOR EASIER READING...NICE PENNING, DAVID'''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK/FJR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
David, I like the element of confusion and how you've found yourself in the middle of it all. Really interesting... well done! ! Brian