the sea came ashore
and the streets are rivers
the trees are stripped bare
the tropical green is gone
roofless homes
homes without walls
no food no drinking water
no helpno hope
the children reach for us
the mothers weep
the casual government
yawns its platitudes
A reaction to the deplorable response
to help Puerto Rico after Hurricane Maria 2017.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I had the impression, Barry, you wrote it referring to recent floods in my country.You see, poetry's truth is worldwide.