Changeable Goods. Poem by Marcondes Pereira

Changeable Goods.



Tell me why, my little boy.
Why do you keep changing everything?
Are your belongings as a broken toy?
Why don't you hold anything?

Saturday, September 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: human condition
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