诗歌:Escape

Escape

I NEVER hear the word "escape"
Without a quicker blood,
A sudden expectation,
A flying attitude.
I never hear of prisons broad
by soldiers battered down,
But I tug childish at my bars--
Only to fail again!

逃亡

我一听说“ 逃亡”这个词
血液就加快奔流,
一个突然的期望,
一个想飞的冲动。

我从未听说敞开的监狱
被战士们攻陷,
但我幼稚的用力拖我的围栏–
只不过再失败!