The wall of the street shakes continuously
the sky turns dusty
and the soil of the earth was filled with blood
the pressure is mounting up
and fears stays in all people's heart
Everywhere gets silent for a while
Silence! Silence! ! Silence! ! !
for some minutes
all of a sudden we heard
the sound of guns on the air
the birds flew high
and everybody stood up on their feet
Mothers looking for children
Husband looking for their wives
brothers looking for sisters
the street was full of commotions
the Street Thug are around
they wanna takeover our properties
they wanna takeover our houses
they wanna takeover our money
they wanna takeover our streets
they keep on shooting to the air
breaking houses, drinking alcohol
and smoking herbs
they own the street
and the street will forever be theirs....
halla
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem