To My Elder Sister Poem by Suki Nakamura

when you come you brought a basket of
ripe fruits and though it was time for you to leave
you keep on staying waiting for lunch and
still you did not leave despite the hint that at this time
we shall be taking our noon break-rest

i perfectly understand you need something so badly
but sorry my dear sister
at this time of global recession we both have nothing to give
except perhaps the basket of ripe fruits that we all still have
from the tree in our farm that father gave us,

i too have lost my job.