Yon horseshoe flung into air...
Where does landed, no one cares.
A clink and a clank and a clink or two...
Be it unknown who just did it, threw.
Dust particles, flight's, any who...
A mislaid aimed toss, executed by you.
Lump upside the head, followed by blood...
One so dead!
02-10-2006'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Been there, lost the game though. Nicely put. Regards Patricia