(19.1.1962 / Yangon)

What do you think this poem is about?

A Budget or Bud-jet

When you see it, it is just a pile of numbers or a graph or a grip or a table.
When you feel it, it metamorphoses into a monster or an elephant or a bird or a fish or a tiger or a eel or a dog or a shark or a bug or a snake or a hawk or a vulture or a rat or a whale or an ant or a cat or a.......
When you use it, it is just a machine.
when you lose it, it is a hell.
When you win it, it is just a heaven.
When you die, it is just a pile of numbers.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 06, 2009


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  • JOSEPH POEWHIT (10/6/2009 6:08:00 AM)

    Putting forth a proposition of facts real or unreal, yet crumbling in the end.

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