I lived through Iraq and Vietnam.
My lawn is mine to mow and mine alone.
Self-dealing and corruption run rampant I am aware.
Destroy take concentrate it ain't fair.
We disagree about service and its qualitative effect.
I've been all shook up.
Simmer don't boil don't shout don't explode.
There's a virility in keeping your eyes on the road.
I leave the porchlight on every night.
I know where the blades go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
simple poetry yet its absolutely amazing.nice work