I sat out on my front porch [way up in the air] today...
I listened to the sound of the cars on the freeway
as they came roaring across the valley
like an angry beast let out of a cage.
Driving me to take refuge [inside] behind closed doors.
Oh the joys of civilization..............!
2/1/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem