You don’t have to leave the park at sunset.
There are no criminals and thugs.
They won’t pull security
From underneath your feet like a rug.
You’re safe in the moonlight glow,
Let the city’s light engulf your being.
Let Zagreb’s rhythm flow...
It’s so beautiful.
The children are still outside to play.
If an adult yelled to them “Come inside, it’s dangerous! ”
What would be their reaction? What would they say?
Oh, I love so much about you Africa,
But this feeling you could never replace.
We’ll need to clean you out,
Create a safe haven – a replica.
I’m going to prowl the streets
And breathe in this tranquil air,
Because all I can do back home,
Is drive past in my car and stare.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
going to streets, I like it.