Laughter falling down, letting off steam, trying to ease
the situation and bring some peace.
Individuals thinking they have the upper hand, finding
that they don't, have melt-downs, yelling, screaming,
cursing, thinking to intimidate another.
Watching - seeing the horrible faces they are making,
looking like monsters instead of human beings.
Laughter doesn't always take care of deep-seated pain
inflicted by another.
Puncturing holes into another's heart, leaving scars
that will never heal, many times love dries up and dies
within a person's once open and forgiving heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem