Run-Off Fee >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan

Run-Off Fee >>>



oh! so many of us walking
on pouring rain, we skip
we hurry, we get wet, fly
shake our body like chick
stomp our shoes with sigh
watch others also trying

drought wasn't in Virginia
also making money from us
run-off fee, what would be
sad, pot holes are so many
you tell me, unending repair
take middle lane, home early

Friday, December 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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