He couldn't find a place to stay
So living on the street was his only way
Until a Friday in Bourke Street Melbourne town
A Terrorist set fire to a utility with gas bottles piled ‘round
And an innocent man was stabbed to death
By the Terrorist with a knife in danger's breath
A struggle ensued with the police
Trolley man stepped in to help in the police relief
Lashing out with a knife danger bound
He helped corral the Terrorist going down
Instead of leaving to back away
He assisted the police in a courageous stay.
So now we honour him
For bravery shown in a courageous hymn
Terrorist is such a modern scourge
To stand up to it Trolley Man was there without urge.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is something to talk about; very frankly expressed.