041410g Back To Their Seats Poem by Manonton Dalan

i saw the lady sitting besides me
with sweet smile and lovely parasol
her skin is now fair minus those dust
she can't be from this area like me
she's wearing ribbon, leather shoes
she's listening to an ipod, i'm surprise

i couldn't imagine thickness of dust
that invaded the bus, their chairs show
i let them go back first, one offered his
seat but i politely refuse, i'm younger
one kid saw my pen and she begs for it
i give it to her, i hope she'll take care