According to a Trent Parke-Narelle Autio
multiple channel video art piece,
The Summation of Force,
crickets inhabit the cracks of a pitch
and come to the surface at night.
According to Equal Respect,
that makes night cricketers
clobberers of the calibre of rig operators
who run over roos,
leaving such a pathetic sight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem