Screaming echoes burning with flame
Anger presiding in my mind
trying to find someone to blame
A walk in the park might put out the flames
But there's so much to be angry about
Why doesn't anyone feel the same
I've put it to the test
Measurement to be seen
But no one feels the same
Furthering the flames
I had a vision yesterday
Of horror and of flames
The horrors of the world
To which no one bats an eye
They make these flames consume my mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There are days I, too, feel the same. You captured that burn perfectly, Winter. And congrats on POD.