How many wrecks does it take
How many broken necks will snap
How many bones will break, before you leave sober from the bar…?
You say, im ok,
And into car…
You shall be driving a drunken holiday on a full night time highway
Everyone is in the way show the car they way home
Sleep on the wheel the car will surpass me
Stagger from the car with shards glass around thee
You laugh at the site that others despair
Its not coincidental that bar was left un-sobar
And now the wreck is the car
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem