He was having such a bad day.
Trying to make it on less than minimum wage pay.
He knew that he had to find a way.
To survive and make his hunger go away.
He was so desperate that he wanted to rob and steal.
And maybe somebody ending up being killed.
He finally gave up and got into trouble without fail.
So that he could get a bed and free meals in jail.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem