Speeding away from the light
To start sweating before it rises
Ready for the early surprises
Equipped with no disguises
As the sun chastises
No one empathizes
Because we're all compromised
Until the job is neutralized
Then the colors are advertised
What is to come is recognized
Daytime seems to be marginalized
As we speed off into the dark
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem