My Work Time Poem by Manonton Dalan
My Work Time
I was sitting there
with almost monotone
sharing ideas to people
they sit there mesmerize
eyes open so wide I see
their bare souls coming
out of their loving hearts
what have I told them
which merits attention
I wasn't selling phones
I wasn't buying gadgets
I said ' your place is;
is so clean and lovely,
just like everybody of
you in this room; thanks'
then I told them about
our services and the rest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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