The Cockroach
By Luis E. Soto Jr.
You lurk the corner awaking my fears
Slowly as you approach me I begin overflowing with tears
An antennae creeps through the crack
I close my eyes making everything black
I open my eyes and there you are
The little cockroach near but far
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think its very good. Good vision