who argues
about the rainy days
when the sun
does not shine
like a child hiding
on the skirt
of her mother
who disputes
lean times
and hungry days
when we simply
bite our tongue
swallow our saliva
and say we
just had lunch
when this happens
we can do nothing
we let all these times
come and then wait
when they finally leave
for like the sun that
does not shine today
tomorrow it may come
and shine again so brightly!
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