my barber has lots of stories to tell
he never tries to make anybody laugh
with that monotone voice like my car
it will definitely put somebody to sleep
but somehow it calms them down
nobody complain about their haircut
at one point the other barber said
'don't cut the backside nobody see it'
people just smile; went on their business
it reminds me in cleaning the house
we just clean spaces people see
same as 'eat a lot when nobody is looking'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem