041611s When Am Way Poem by Manonton Dalan

041611s When Am Way



he's banging his head against wall
moaning silently, tears falling so on
cellphone is out of range; no signal
computer server is down for days
how could it be so lonely to be far
try and you'll see how tough you are

some are very quiet on their corner
getting busy playing computer games
most are hook-up to their music box
i go alone working trying finish early
so i could have time to rest bit longer
works just fine, just what am doing now

Saturday, April 16, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: games
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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