A Liquid Bomb.
Poem By Albert Wong
Bompa, the noise heard there found a bottle of liquid spread out.
Immediately found a bottle of liquid broken on the ground.
People around felt pain and cried needing water for help.
Fearful crying noises are heard in people's shout.
This terrible case happening again roar with traveller's fear.
I think the criminal guy is happy when he has done and gone.
What is happening for such horrorible may be seen in street near?
Who is that crazy guy keeps abmoral thought in his mind?
How could we walk safely on the street with high building no fear?
Should we walk speedly pass through the street from hereafter?