Late at night a bearded man in a black trench coat - Black sunglasses - A kilt - Black boots & a Black beret waddled into a restaurant like a penguin with a bottle of Jameson wrapped in a brown paper bag in his hand & he began chanting & pointing at the normal people:
'I Love You who sit there eating your steak! '
'I Love You there who wishes I would leave! '
'I Love You who fears the crack of dawn! '
'I Love You who steals from the poor man - who steals from me! '
'I Love You who loves your bank account'
'I Love You who believes everything you see - you hear! '
'I Love You who thinks of no one else - but yourself! '
He turned away & slowly stumbled out of the restaurant-
Everyone lost their appetite
& Then the power went out
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem