So Easy
To find ways and cultures
Went outside for research.
Saw many
Wives, husbands,
Spoke of quarrels
Over the ways, manners,
And the life expenses…
Words ended in a fight,
One packed, left,
Went outside,
Had pride…
In hotel,
Then a bar…
Next day died,
Night arrived…
To decrease expenses
Found place in shelter
Parted with home address!
Marched in problems
With becoming homeless!
No more could register
In the books and papers!
In the Hasting alleys
Saw many such cases,
Studied for research,
And spoke, and chatted
With useful turned useless!
Had no card, no license
Benefits, nor respect!
They shared same slogan:
"Why the hell should I care? "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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