theres a party in the cellar tonight
the skeletons are on parade
dangling from the walls
the empty hearted crusade
lighting a black candle
put your hand through their chest
squirming in the blinding light
this is not a human rights protest
try and break my heart
when nothing is there
rattling my bones raw
this is a nightmare
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nightmare............bold and good write................