It’s spring and people
are dancing in the streets in Czechoslovakia
and in Prague people are free.
Until the gigantic Russian bear growls
and beats its chest
and rushes in for the kill
and gobbles up
everything and everyone
that it find in its way
and still stays a monster,
without any sense
of being more
than an ignorant bloodthirsty beast.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem