i know this place
that is cold
and divided
where the city streets
are devoid of kindness
except for a few
souls smiling, and laughing
while i stare out the window
and tarnished houses
glide on by me in dawn's light
yeah i've been here before
and no doubt
there will be other times
but nothing quite like this
will ever hit me as hard.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem