the girls scream…
…the world is on fire…tomorrow is burning…
the bombs scream….the living now the dead…
mere reportage…footage…pixels…talking heads talking…
time is on fire…the world twitters and facebooks…
…only water offers a chance to see…the shore approaches…
the new day dawns….
upon eyes that can no longer… see
the gulls scream
the gulls scream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem