Tick, Tock-
Time is ticking,
Stop.
Let the words of wasted hours
Melt the ignorance of abused power
as you start again.
Tick, Tock-
Time is ticking,
Stop.
Save the names of fallen men,
Your
Lips
Cry out our anguished grimaces
as we watch him cower
with a feeling
of
try to continue, to continue
to continue, to continue,
to continue and continue
to continue to
Stop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem