It is the day of
New president, people's minds like
Bent on doom.
Zoom into another place & time.
Not given a chance,
a life of romance.
Alone at the dance.
Ants in the protester's pants.
Glance upon the distant shores of
Being a leader with many yeses or no, s.
A time hopefully not
in the nation of Doom.
Doom takes the next flight to Venus.o
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem