A Bottle Of Water Please Poem by Rumi Ullidov

last night i visited a bar
around town
not so far
when in i went
people i greeted
and threw some change into a jar
i took a chair and on it i sat
next to a man
with a black cat
all the people were
drinking their troubles away
even the man with his precious pet
together the men drank all their pain
some their sorrow
some stared in vain
many swallowed their despair
and drank their thoughts in disdain
and while waiting my turn came
the bar-woman asked what i wanted
i said Jane
a bottle of water, please
I feel no pain