Christina Sunrise


Little Old Black Man - Poem by Christina Sunrise

Little old black man picking up trash
he was a kind sould I can tell you that.
He said 'No matter how much I pick up,
there is always more, more than enough.'
It's true and it's a sad fact-
how people throw trash out the window
like the Earth was a trash can.

Written by Christina Sunrise on May 11,2012


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2012



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