a mirror
cracks without
the thunder
shatters fall
from the wall
the picture frame
of you and mom
falls too
and we wonder
what's next
the family is falling
dad is dead
and brother is out
of work
in Bahrain
more cracks will
show
it will be the fall
of us all
and we wait.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well articulated and nicely penned with conviction. Very heartfelt. Thanks for sharing, Ric.