031610c Living Blind Poem by Manonton Dalan

031610c Living Blind



there is a very pretty girl gathering
shopping carts and helping shoppers
that's a good training entry to earning
builds up character and economical
sense. i wish i have that growing up
not buy me this, please give me that

i could imagine how i put my mom
through my college years, i'm surprise
how she survive, that's agony for me
well my time would come, touch away
getting ready with it, i'll be compose
or 'take a loan kid and work you way'

i envy life of pretty girls in my country
live like a queen, work is punishment
when they grow up, they'll be crying in usa
they realize money doesn't come from a tree
at least they have a chance to understand
others just beg, beg, beg and living blind

Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: mom,punishment,shopping,work
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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