Manonton Dalan

Gold Star - 32,824 Points (virginia, usa)

Ae01 It Comes Around - Poem by Manonton Dalan

have you ever called somebody
because you need her/his help
in previous waking days, never
true people remember you when
they need you, including talking
here's my hands slap it, naughty

sometimes in wee hours i help
can't refuse if i have know how
mostly handy man's, no big deal
lately there is flood of 'help me'
to be popular is not comfortable
i hope they come when it's my turn

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 19, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 19, 2011

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