That Weird Street At Night Poem by Konjit Berhane
That Weird Street At Night
Just like Christmas lights
The street lights turn on and off every second
The night guard of the bank has fallen asleep
Hiding his eyes behind those big eyeglasses of his
No one could tell he was asleep
But he was snoring really loud
A guy was driving his car
While his headlights are off
When the traffic got him and asked why?
His answer was ‘he was just saving his battery’
A kid was riding his daddy’s big bicycle
So fast
And I can’t see the brakes in their place
If any thing happens… imagine what kind of mess
It would be.
Just when I was thinking
How weird this street could get
The guard screamed out loud
For he had a nightmare
Probably about the bank being robbed
26 October 2006
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 11:15:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice graphic poem; it reads like a dream sequence and it neatly ends with a dream. Am not sure if I'd like to ride my bike down that street though with guys driving cars without lights :)