Author's note: The following poem was published yesterday January 23rd on Steemit in Spanish language.
Non stop breaker drill works
the floor slab
eager to destroy
the world undiluted.
.-.-.-.
Annoying noise
in the middle of solitude
not allowing the concentration
to anyone who wants peace.
.-.-.-.
You're afraid
to unearth the frustration
due to not having concentration
in the work.
.-.-.-.
You're afraid
to snap against the one
who has no guilt
for such hating noise.
.-.-.-.
Right now,
in this desk,
at this time,
in this day
you wonder when
the noise of breaker drill
would stop.
.-.-.-.-.
