The neon and concrete ubiquity of now,
Rides rough shot over our very hearts and minds.
Imperious steel and glass prisons; gleefully
sponsored and propagated by the CEOs
Of mega corporations, to the tune of millions
Of dollars, devour our dreams and stifle our souls.
In this modern world of slick efficiency,
The casualties are our sovereign selves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem