041310a Slowly Drifting Away Poem by Manonton Dalan

i came to a room full of idle minds
looking at the floor so as the time
waiting for something they could find
but decided, decided to just sit around
some talk like sports afficianados
blow smoke on politics and neighbors

place is dump, enclose, unhealthy
you could be breathing with your buddy
overcrowded one would surely say
idle minds doesn't think that way
i need a place peaceful and quiet
with so much fresh air to breathe