040810d When Light Disappear Poem by Manonton Dalan

i came to work a little bit early
i pull the door to see; no light
open a little further a man lying
on the bench taking solitary rest
he said 'there's brown out today,
still waiting for light to come back'

i miss my chicken soup; news
it's erry feeling to be in the dark
feeling like prisoner of unknown
for one thing you can't see; whom
you talking to, scared to fall asleep
so i went outside to find place to sit