The Promise Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
The Promise
Since the women left
Toilets are blocked, men pee
Into kitchen sinks.
Pot plants on sills have died
And gay blades live in fear of rape
Shops have shut their doors
Men sit in bars and sulk
When not shooting holes in the sky
If the women only will return
We will promise the world
But only after they have cleaned up
Our clutter.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
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4/16/2024 5:49:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
good poem The promise, I like it.