Gaping wound in the sky
As the angels cried
and God apologised
for his lousy performance
the city drowned
over floating cesspools
drains and sewers
the street floating
a sea of dirt and filth
Seeking refuge in a bar
Idle, empty, drunk talk of politics
People listening to and arguing
over shared opinions
“...God is dead”
someone stated loudly
“People
killing
stealing,
cheating
and lying
- shouldn’t.”
I smiled and said nothing.
Ive learned my lesson
It’s OK
I don’t mind.
…
reminds me of tsunami... i feel the sorrow of the victims. thanks for sharing.
Hurricane Katrina? It would be fitting. Very well put and to the point. Great writing Carsten! Marilyn
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I would like to translate this poem
Gaping wound in the sky As the angels cried and God apologised for his lousy performance the ci......... Galactic poetic impressionism.10++ for the effort.