Lunch time
and I haven't got a dime
Freezing rain
and the furnace is down again
Old Toyota
just went up in flames
He never asks me what I want
He just sends curses
one by one
So I stand
fist clenched hand
raised toward the sky
Saying
what else can you show me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem