Hey smiley cowboy, is there anything that I missed?
Why the smirk, the wry smile?
Please explain, without the poker face this time...
And please no more clown makeup, nor blank stare
The depth of your eyes betrayed your thinly plastered smile!
O Heaven! your calvary has trampled upon Eden,
Such destructions, devastations: under its steel hooves.
What you said isn't exactly straight from the horse's mouth.
Things can't be undone and the dead cannot return to life
Only if the wailing souls could speak... tell us how and why?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting and quirky. I like it.